Alex slowly opened the door in front of her, holding her breath as she surveyed her new living quarters. After a rather long minute she deemed the small room acceptable, picked up her suitcase and stepped inside, closing the door firmly behind her and locking it.
There was a simple red couch, a wooden end table with a tall lamp on it, a worn out, dark blue rug, and a table opposite the couch where a tv set would supposedly go. She didn't sit on the couch to see if it was comfortable, or check the lamp to see if it actually worked, or even open the small draw on the end table to see what was in it; she simply dropped her suitcase and kneeled next to the dark blue rug.
Alex shook her head and muttered to herself while she swiftly rolled up the unwanted item and stowed it in a nearby closet, which was empty aside from a broom and dustpan.
"That's much better."
The way her voice broke through the silence in the room made her jump. She hadn't been expecting to be that loud, or to say anything at all. She was much more at ease in the silence nowadays.
"Speaking of silence, what is that damn noise?" she spoke in hushed tones this time.
Her eyes scanned the area the sound was coming from and landed on a dripping kitchen sink faucet. Her body noticeably tensed before she stomped over and halted the annoying noise.
She squeezed her eyes shut for a couple seconds before procuring her suitcase and, finally, going to unpack the few possessions she had left.
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