<div class="floatright">(http://i58.tinypic.com/28wf1iq.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Gracie Evans<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Gracie's apartment, morning<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Tank top, slacks, furry slippers<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>James<br/><br/>Gracie's eyes widened a little at the mention of someone else around the building - someone whose body hadn't  yet turned cold anyway. Those same eyes would have widened even more if not for her physical limitations as James invited her to join him in the shower.  Jokingly of course, or so Gracie thought.<br/><br/>"Yeah... no, that's alright,  you go on ahead. Besides you know where everything is already. Just... use the doors this time, alright? " The woman puffed out a sigh as she resisted the urge to shake her head at the thought of the incident the day before.<br/><br/>There was a brief pause before Gracie spoke up again, her tone much softer this time around. "I don't think I've seen who you mentioned around though, but I've never had much of a problem up here so I've never had any reason to." The blonde stopped to ponder her next words, since James had seemed pretty enthusiastic about fortifying the place.<br/><br/>"Anyway...  I really appreciate all that you're trying to do, but... I don't intend to stick around for too much longer. There's not much food left and I'm gonna head east, back home." Another moment's hesitation followed, before Gracie decided to continue. "You're .. welcome to come along of you wish, I guess."<br/>