::The landlord walks in with Ebony and drops the keys onto the table, before leaving as quickly as he can.::

(Fucking... weirdos round here... no sex makes your eyes bad...)

::Ebony walks in and shuts the door.::

(great...)

"Well, here I am..."

::She puts the keys in her pocket and checks the place out.::

"Not bad..."

::Ebony flops down on the couch and streches.::

"Lets see what I can do.."

::She lets herself camo to the couch. Ebony then pokes her other hand lightly.::

(So I am still there..)

"Interesting.."

::She reappears.::

"Wow.."

::Ebony walks out the door.::

"Lets see if there are any cool plaes to hang."

::She walks to P3.::

::Ebony unlocks her door and walks slowly over to her bed.::

(Uhh.)

::She falls alseep on her bed.::

::Ebony wakes up full of energy. She takes a quick shower and jams her tunes.::

"I miss the special dirty things that we used to talk about.."

::Ebony continues to sing along with the music.::

[The entire apartment complex blows up. Fire destroys everything and kills anybody left inside: the explosion is far too violent to expect any survivors. Debris and plaster flies everywhere, and the noise is deafening. The building is destroyed and left in a flaming wreck.]