By the time I arrived it was around 7:20. I waited briefly outside before reaching into the glove compartment, where I put a small bottle of cologne, and gave myself a few puffs. Then, after practicing how to breath and controlling my imagination, I get out and head for the apartment building. She lived on the seventh floor in apartment 7 – 6 and the ride up was one of confusion. I still didn’t know how to act and react. In the final moments before I knocked on her door I decided I would act as if I was just visiting any other friend’s apartment.
She opens the door in a casual white tank top and baggy pajamas. Average Saturday wear. She smiled and stepped aside so I could enter. She had a small but comfy apartment. She had a couch and a love seat in the living room. A coffee table sat in the center of it all. Magazines, papers and her laptop are laid out on the table. In front of the couch was the forty-some inch television which was currently on the Conjuring 2 blu-ray screen.