A few days later, she followed her cat again, as she continued to do so once a week for the next two months, witnessing the same thing happening again and again.

One day, the girl found her cat snoozing on someone else's balcony. It had gotten to be too much. She figured out which apartment the balcony was a part of and walked up to the door, sharply rapping on it four times with her slender fist. The door opened up to reveal a pale figure in army pants and an open jeans vest being the only thing to cover her bare chest. Bleached blonde hair styled itself with an undercut and messy bangs. Thin lips parted, forming words;

"Yes?"