Apt 101, morning, D, Allan and Charlie
Charlie got out of the lift on the first floor in a bit of a rush, having volunteered to taken Nia down to day care and Penny had kept him chatting for longer than expected. Some bizarre and unpleasant stains were seeping through the new paintwork on the nursery ceiling and wall and she was considering having it all repainted. Charlie had suggested some pictures instead, and she had jumped at the idea and had co-opted him into volunteering to frame them once she had chosen them.
He was quite happy to talk about that - but later - and apologised and dashed off again.
The lift door closed behind him just as a voice called "Hold the - oh damn," and he grinned at Kris then looked beyond him to Demitri in his doorway looking deliciously tousled.
"Morning guys," Charlie said and smiled broadly enough that the top of his head might hinge off. "Have you seen Deacon?"