Although it was becoming more and more of a rarity these days, Natalie found she was quite talented at doing nothing. Today was an excellent example as Natalie was sprawled out on her couch with a book- not a text book, but a real book, the read for fun sort that no one in college ever has the time to read except on rare occasions.
Hearing the knock at her door, Natalie tossed aside Nora Roberts (don't judge!) and moved to answer it, quirking a brow at the sight of the girl standing in her doorway. "Yeeeees?" she asked, crossing her arms over her chest as she leaned against the door frame. "Can I help you, madam?"