Finally Gus had buzzed her up. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and headed for the stairs. Gianna preferred to walk them anyway. It would give her more time to prepare herself for what was about to happen.
Stepping up to the door, she raised her hand to knock. "Oh God. Oh God. Oh God. What am I doing? Can I seriously be doing this? Just knock on the door Gianna." Listening to herself, she knocked on Gus' door and again, waited.
Normally she would have just walked in, but today... she was beyond nervous. Biting her lip, she played with the package of home baked goods she'd brought. Was that enough? Or should she have brought pictures too? Pictures of herself growing up? No... next time.