[Worm]

Hal scuffed his feet lightly as her sexual suggestions went right through him. He wasn't sure if that meant she was on board for a physical relationship with Hal, or if she was just playing along with his shit talking. Either way, they were at the apartment now. Standing in front of it, he remembered how shitty it was to live in a high rise. His own place was a tiny bedroom in a house full of drug addicts. At least he didn't have to walk up a thousand stairs to get there though.

Ah well, he was in shape and ready to show off. As the door opened he followed into the chemical clean lobby area and looked up the metal stairs. "Which floor?" As soon as she answered, he took off and up the stairs. "I'll race you!" He dangled over the arm rails to make sure she was following behind before he continued to hold his place in the lead.

On the eighth floor, Nora was cleaning some dishes. Dishes that she thought she'd told her girlfriend to finish before she got home. The black haired business woman got home late last night after a long day and didn't care to clean up until now. What bothered her most was the fact that she didn't get a message, a call, or any indication as to where her lovely lady was. And while she knew to respect Ash's decisions, Nora had to wonder if something had happened. So she scrubbed and scrubbed to distract herself. Dark trancey music pulsed from the corner of the small kitchen as she did so.