Tara just laughed and went home. Her shitty apartment desk man didn't give her second glance as she checked her mail box and climbed up to the fourth floor. She unlocked the door to find it jammed and with a groan she began kicking it. After multiple attacks the door gave up and granted her entrance. She dropped the groceries on the sofa. 

[I]Now what?[/I] 

She got her hunting knife and mask and put them on the inside of her jacket pocket. Time to find some fun. Slamming the door as she left, she hit the streets. Maybe some interesting was going on at the wharf or docks. 

(didn't mean to make it sound like she was leaving him lol but i'll roll with it)