Glaring at the moving truck that remained stubbornly full despite repeated trips up to the second floor, Raegan signed and then tugged the hair tie failing to hold back her long auburn curls. Bending over, she quickly braided her hair and finished it off in a sloppy bun, unintentionally flashing the long length of her things as her shorts pulled tight over her rounded behind. Standing up, she took a deep breath and went back to hauling her possessions up the stairs.<br/><br/>She was lucky she had landed a room in these suits. Truthfully, she could never have afforded to live here on her own. The high rise was in a very nice part of town, and it had the added benefit of being close to work, but it was definitely not what her previous small studio had been. Crossing the hardwood of the entry, she headed left to where the empty room with the key had been and grinned at the sheer size of her bedroom. The best part and the part that had sold her was that she had her own on-suite. It made up for never having met her new roommates, and gave her someplace to hide if they ended up being strange, weird, or dirty.<br/><br/>At the end of the day, she sat dripping in sweat on the floor of her room. Her bed had been re-built, made, and pillowed just the way she liked it. Her art lay on the floor, ready to be hung in the morning. To the side of her room, she stared out the window, watching as the sun slowly set. As she took a swig from her water bottle, she debated getting up and showering and finding something to eat, but found that anything beyond the shower seemed like work.<br/><br/>Decision made, she pulled out her phone and set about ordering a pizza to be delivered. Her plump lower lip was caught between two rows of perfect white teeth as she contemplated whether to order extra for her roomies. Deciding against it since one of them could be on a diet, or worse vegetarian, she sent in her single order and then forced herself up from the ground.<br/><br/>Stretching onto her tiptoes, her measly 5'2 was stretched to her full height, displaying a lean tummy with a heart dangling from her bellybutton, and a hint of ink upon her side. Letting out a yawn, she turned and stumbled tiredly into the bathroom. She stripped off her sweaty t-shirt and denim shorts before she wiggled out of her bra and panties. Pausing to take stock of herself in the mirror, she shrugged and then headed into the water. She was curvy in all the right places and had never had too much trouble attracting attention. Well, that was if you could ignore the bright pink highlights cleverly hidden in her hair, and the ink that covered her back. Some men could be so picky about their idea of the perfect girl.<br/><br/>Humming softly, she stepped into the hot water and let it wash away the sweat and stress of the day. Taking her time to shave, condition her hair and even use a sugar scrub to soften her skin, she spent every moment she could enjoying the hot water and quiet of the apartment. She kept an ear open for the door, hoping she wouldn't end up answering it dripping wet with only a towel. It had happened before however, she was a fish and could not get enough of the water.