Fifteen minutes odd later, the cab arrived. Allegra helped herself, putting her suitcase in the boot, and climbing in the backseat. The driver knew where to go already, and in about half an hour, they'd reached the tall, relatively old, apartment building. The girl got out of the taxi, and paid the driver what she owed him, before she opened the boot and took back her suitcase. As the cab drove away, she looked up at her new home, excited but afraid simultaneously.<br/><br/>She used the key given to her to open the entrance, no buzzing needed, and took out the piece of paper from her back pocket, on which she had written a few things; floor, apartment number, e.t.c. She was not good with directions, and she knew it, so she did all she could not to screw up today. She would look very silly if she did. She was also told she'd have a roommate, which she didn't have a problem with; but if she got lost it would be ridiculous.<br/><br/>When Allegra got to her new apartment, she politely knocked on the door, assuming said roommate was probably inside. She didn't want to use the key just yet... She had no idea whether she was expected or not. What if she wasn't? What if they didn't get along? What if she drove him, or her, away, because they weren't expecting to have a roommate and didn't want one? These questions haunted the girl's mind in the few seconds she stood at the door, though, admittedly, they felt more like minutes.