The apartment was starting to come together rather quickly. Which wasn't that surprising since I didn't take that much from the house. I made arrangements for some of my items to "get lost in transit" some of it in the dump and some in the charity boxes. I made sure that the items in the charity boxes didn't have any of my initials or other identifying markers that could be traced back to me. Not to mention if I had some of my "finer things" as mother would call them on-display that could lead to all kinds of issues. I did some studying back at the office on people who had history of "dropping out" as it were and one of the first things they noted was to never draw attention to yourself.
Just then I heard a voice from outside the door. She introduced herself as Nym Yurigei. She had long hair, soft features, and legs that were almost as long as I was tall. I said as I stood up,
"Oh hi there yes I am Ellen Westlake, and I..." I realized one reason for her introduction; I still had some of my stuff in the hallway I was so embarrassed. I continued,
"Oh dear me I am so so sorry about that. I didn't mean to take up the hall way like that." I immediately grabbed the few boxes left out of the hall way and pushed them off into the kitchen.
I turned back to Nym and said,
"Now then. Hi again as you can tell I'm a bit scattered brained right now. I made the spontaneous decision to move out of my parents' house this afternoon. I decided I'm ready to be on my own and on my terms." I looked around the apartment and said,
"It's what I want right now. I think everyone wants that to a certain degree." I shook my head and said,
"Sorry I'm rambling on. Where I work and where I came from I'm not used to conversations that aren't forced. I feel like I'm in a whole new world and just getting used to it all."I took a deep breath and said,
"All of that being said. My place is just about together and the rest can wait for now I've earned some down time. Care to come in for some tea?"