"I should be out of your hair pretty soon," Alyssa said. She glanced around the room and entered to set her bag down on the foot of the sofa. "The landlord lives in my building too, so he's suffering just as much as the rest of us."
Turning, Alyssa brushed off her hands and made a show of assessing the room. Once again, it was more bare than she'd expected, seeing the pegs in the wall and the faint outline of where dust had settled on everywhere else on the walls but where those pegs had supported... something. It would be rude to walk over and start to trace it out with Karl standing right there. So she turned to him instead, eyebrows arched, "I'm not interrupting your evening plans too much, I hope."