[center][color=aba000][i]Well, here I am![/i][/color][/center]
Abigail Hanson adjusted her skirt as the bus came to a complete stop, the bus driver had already announced they had arrived at the Maple Apartments, more specifically Maple 801 - 101. She thanked the bus driver before stepping off the steps and onto the pavement just below her, the suitcase she was dragging behind her making a clunking sound with every step it dropped. She had an unusually optimistic and happy expression on her face, she was very excited to be moving into a new home! And for a very good reason!

She wasn't excited because she particularly liked apartment buildings or that it looked rather ordinary as far as buildings went. No, she was here to look for aliens! Beings from another planet! Not of this world! She'd heard from a very reliable [s]hobo[/s] source that aliens did in fact linger around Maple 801 - 101. Of course that hobo had heard about this from another hobo via a tin can phone who heard it from a squirrel...however that didn't make it any less credible! 

She also needed a place to live while she did her job keeping important people's websites working and shiny, so either way it was a win-win. 

Abigail shook her head, that was enough daydreaming for now, she needed to get settled in! Thankfully she had movers deliver all her furniture and the majority of her stuff into her new apartment the other night, all she really had to do was get her keys and unpack....and maybe look for potential aliens. She was sure they would stand out somehow.

She started walking toward the apartments where she could see the landowner and some other guy, along with a sign that said, "Please wait for me to give you keys." Alright, that was simple enough. As she got within a reasonable distance she gave a smile and a wave.
 
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"Hello! I'm Abigail Hanson, I'm a new resident here."[/color] As she greeted them she attempted to discreetly analyze the both of them. 

The girl looked about her age, and by how dutifully she was sweeping she had to guess she was the landowner. Abigail had to admit she looked pretty cute, of course that didn't mean she wasn't alien. The cat hoodie actually gave her points toward the possibility of being an alien, or at least one who was familiar with them. As the landowner she'd be the most likely to notice if aliens lived in her apartment right? Abigail had to admit how adorable the hoodie was though, it kind of made her want to get one herself. She her phone out and opened a digital notepad labeled, 'Potential aliens', putting 'landowner' down on the list, at least until she got her actual name. 

Next she looked at this other guy in the trench coat who was announcing himself as a 'prisoner'. Now this guy just screamed alien, it was all but confirmed. Only an alien would wear a trench coat in this sort of weather, and if he was calling himself a prisoner than perhaps he was exiled from his home planet? She'd have to observe him later, but discreetly. She didn't know if he was a hostile alien or not after all, she couldn't have her brain being tinkered with. 

It was about then she realised she'd probably been staring at them oddly so she quickly looked away in embarrassment.