Roxy shrugged. She didn't think she had done anything special. Just lined up some boxes. It would make loading the truck tomorrow easier. She settled down on the bed. It was too quiet. She hated the quiet. He pulled out her phone and pulled out her phone. She plugged her head phones on and turned on some music. And much as she hated sleeping with headphones, because they would come out at some point during the night, she needed something. She couldn't stand the silence. 

She tossed and turned all night. Occasionally she would whimper. The sound was so soft most people won't hear it. Nightmares making sleep nearly impossible. Eventually she gave up. Nightmares were one of the reasons she lived alone. She never shared space with anyone before and doing so was going to be a challenge. She wasn't the type to trust lightly. And now she was going to have a stranger in the middle of her world.