Something was different when Ceara let herself into the apartment. She wasn't sure what it was since nothing looked overtly out of place, but there was still something that was setting her on edge. Quietly closing the door, she peered around a bit more alertly.
New dishes in the sink, her door completely closed, and the throw pillows on the couch having been bunched at one end all pointed to someone having been here while she was gone. And none of these were things that Talia would do (plus her roommate wasn't here and hadn't been since before Ceara had left herself).
Her frown cleared when she saw the backpack mostly hidden by the couch. Damn Andrew. She knew that she was going to regret giving him that key. Actually, she was just going to hit him. He had been told to message her before just showing up, whether she was home or not.
Looking around again, she saw that he wasn't in the bathroom so that left her room. Ceara was on her way toward her room when the door opened a little and
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