Snippet #2750546

Willow just smirked as the woman mentioned not wanting to annoy the maintenance man. She was fortunate to live in a building where things got fixed before you even had a chance to report them. She didn't know for sure, but she had her suspicions her landlord was a fellow villain. But she also wasn't going to ask too many questions, because either way, she didn't want to annoy him.

She hobbled along to the door, stopping briefly for the woman to open it. She was starting to think that the woman's theory about her keeping moving, because as soon as she stopped the pain started to get worse. Again, nothing she couldn't handle, but as far as inconveniences went, it was a frustrating one. Especially because she had to work the following morning. She was pretty free to choose her own hours, especially because she had a tendency of clocking up a considerable amount of overtime, so it didn't matter what time she was in. Once she showed up at some point, nobody would bat an eyelid.

She hesitated as the woman opened the door and held it open for her to go in first. As if she'd read Spectre's mind, she assured her that there was nobody inside. She frowned at the strange pronunciation of women. "Is the maintenance man German?" She asked as she brushed past the woman into the apartment and headed straight for the nearest seat she saw. It felt good to get the weight off her feet, and she dropped her shoes beside her.