Natalie, stopped by a man coming out of his room slid across his arm pausing for a moment loooking at him, her blonde hair swung over a single shoulder. She seemed about ready to attack but then stopped and nodded somewhat unsure as she stepped into his room quickly looking around. She then blinked a few times, who ever that nice man was he stopped her from going to the elevator though as she looked down at the streets from a window she paused. Her mouth opened a bit, she was going to take his word and not come out til she heard him. However as she looked at the streets she could see a woman running across the street with a baby , her white pajamas covered in blood. Natalie looked around the room for a moment , holding her iron bar tightly. She looked around his room and grabbed a pack of matches for later figuring they might be of use later. Only six matches left in it however. As Natalie looked around sliding the matches in her coat pocket. If this man stayed with her then they would have higher chances of surviving most likely. She then noticed outside the window, her red monte carlo. Its back window shattered and it seemed to be going off but she honestly had no time to worry about that.<br/><br/>As Natalie looked down she only wished she would have had time to put on some pants. It was probably going to be cold outside and short-shorts weren't ideal for survival though neither were ankle-boots and her coat wasn't very thick. She put on her little black gloves from her pocket. Her small diamond earrings still in. She aimed her sapphire eyes to the ceiling as she sat on the mans bed thinking. He'd probably need a coat or somthing. She took ahold of his brown leather coat and took a scarf that was on the end-table waiting around the corner of the door. Peeking about she looked down, there were alot of building supplies in here, surely he had some more items that would be useful. Looking around bending over to view his supplies she shook her head. She had no idea what would be useful for survival, she was a secretary for crying out loud! Lifting both brows as she looked at the door, it seemed to be shaking from the violence going on outside the room. Holding his coat over her arm with the scarf she had found she was quite uneasy and kept pacing around the room until the door shook once more. She readied her iron bar prepared. Who would win Zombie versus man wasn't an ideal situation honestly.