SWS #1

new apartments always smell like paint

Moving In

The door slowly came open and Jackie came through, loaded down with things from the car. She dumped them all in the middle of the carpet with a sigh of relief and shut the door behind her. That was the last of her stuff. Being on the second floor seemed like a good idea at the time, until she had to walk up and down the stairs for the millionth time.
The place didn't look empty anymore. Boxes and things were all over the place. There was some semblance of order but everything was going to need unpacking. Jackie ran a hand through her hair and wondered if she could put it off till tomorrow. No, that wouldn't work, she started her new job tomorrow.

Clearing off her green beanbag chair, she plopped herself down in it and, just so she felt like she was being productive, she opened the nearest box to her and started sorting. If she could find her dishes, at least she could get a meal in by tonight.

At least Charlie was settling in. "I don't suppose you would care to help," she told him as he floated lazily through the fake plant life.