Marisol was grateful for the help. She could have said don’t worry about it, but the woman Anna would have told her don’t worry about it, and they ere all going to the same place. The group gathered her stuff and she got her keys out and one of the bags. With everyone, it was easy enough. Her apartment was on the second floor. She unlocked her door, and knew that the apartment across the hall was the one Cade would be looking at.
Marisol opened the door and held it open as people came inside. ”if you could put them in the counter, that would be appreciated.” She said, giving everyone a grateful smile as they passed.
She followed in. Her apartment was very clean and tidy, a surprise given how busy she had been, but she liked a clean environment. A few pictures adorned the wall - mostly family pictures l, including the one of her grandfather in uniform that inspired her own law enforcement journey. She placed her bag on the counter, removed her coat, revealing her suit, and casually pulled her badge from her belt and placed it on the counter. She wasn’t working. Her side arm wasn’t present as it was with her gun belt at the department locker.
Marisol moved and grabbed container from the counter. She opened it to reveal some chocolate chip cookies. ”Please help yourself. Fresh baked yesterday! Thanks for your help. I’ll let you get back to seeing the apartment. If you have any questions about the building, I’d be happy to answer as a resident. Either now or after.” it wouldn’t hurt to be on the good side of her potential new neighbor.
Marisol opened the door and held it open as people came inside. ”if you could put them in the counter, that would be appreciated.” She said, giving everyone a grateful smile as they passed.
She followed in. Her apartment was very clean and tidy, a surprise given how busy she had been, but she liked a clean environment. A few pictures adorned the wall - mostly family pictures l, including the one of her grandfather in uniform that inspired her own law enforcement journey. She placed her bag on the counter, removed her coat, revealing her suit, and casually pulled her badge from her belt and placed it on the counter. She wasn’t working. Her side arm wasn’t present as it was with her gun belt at the department locker.
Marisol moved and grabbed container from the counter. She opened it to reveal some chocolate chip cookies. ”Please help yourself. Fresh baked yesterday! Thanks for your help. I’ll let you get back to seeing the apartment. If you have any questions about the building, I’d be happy to answer as a resident. Either now or after.” it wouldn’t hurt to be on the good side of her potential new neighbor.