Rylee's words had made perfect sense at the time - after awhile, they'd even sunk in, giving her a reason for the action she was about to perform. A simple thing, really; just walk up to Elias' apartment, knock on the door, and apologize. But as usual, things were always easier said than done.
After completing her workday, she'd swapped her security outfit for jeans and a plaid shirt, slipping on her boots. Jack had received his nightly portion of dog food and a quick scratching along his head and back. Petting him always made her feel relaxed, because there was no pretension in the animal. She fed him, walked him, cleaned up his poop and in return he never tired of her and was always ready to greet her upon her return home with excited barks and a crazily wagging tail.
So after completing that nightly ritual, she figured sooner was better than later and took the stairs up to the second floor. Surely the fact that Elias lived so close by was another sign of the easy nature of what she was going to do. And yet for some reason, the second after her knuckles rapped on the door, she wanted to turn tail and essentially doorbell ditch apartment 202. It was probably Elias' quick timing that stopped her dead in her tracks as she was about to walk away. Positioned to take a step away from the door (oh look, I tried, they weren't in!), her foot came back down to the floor softly.
"Ah...is Dov here?" were the words that came out of her mouth, when she really wanted to say aw fuck.