They soon landed on her apartment balcony and she let him in. The one bedroom apartment was tidy except for the bowl of lucky charms and half drank glass of orange juice sitting on the side table next to the couch. The TV was still on showing some infomercial.
"Sorry for the mess," She apologized while taking the dishes to the sink. "I saw your post and zoomed out of here. I was lucky to even get the door open in time." She chuckled and came back, twisting a lock of hair in her fingers as she looked him over again. "Please sit, Conner."