Having moved on into her room, Alex put away her clothing in the proper places and dusted the furniture in her room first. She then made her bed with any provided linens and made sure everything was in perfect order. Her personal items were slid under her bed and put into place high up under the mattress were a simple glance under would leave them undetected. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust  the maids, she didn’t trust anyone,  and she just didn’t know them well enough to decide otherwise.<br/><br/>Alex heard the chiming just as she had finished putting away her items and wondered its significance. It was a little odd to say the least. She had not ever heard one like that before. She made a note to herself to investigate it further. The sounds of the others getting to know each other were heard down the hall but she kept to herself and looked over her list. She had hoped to get that door fixed first and foremost, and set off to do just that. Nothing bothered a person more than a squeaky door. At the very least that had to be done. The rest could wait until the morrow she supposed, that is unless her obsessions didn’t choose otherwise.<br/>