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[h2]Iris Madril[/h2][/center]
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Location: Building 2, Front door → Her room
Interactions: Lilith [@Foster]
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Iris's assault on the door continued until she finally heard the familiar sounds of claws on the tile floor. She had thought that maybe it was the gremlin coming to unlock the door or taunt her some more but she sighed a huge sigh of relief when she saw that it was Lilith that was making her way towards her location. Iris released the door, thankful to finally be getting out of the pull of the moon. When the front door was finally open, Iris practically sprinted to the building. She slid past the large spider woman and came to settle on the other side of the door, well out of reach of any moonlight that might be flooding through the newly opened entrance.



[color=#925419]“Yeah. Gremlins are causing mayhem all throughout the apartment complex. They fried the fridge in the cafeteria. So I was just heading to my room to get something to eat. Stupid buggers locked this door right before I got to it.”[/color] She groaned as she ran her hands along her face. Today could not be getting any worse! Hell the whole week couldn't be possibly getting any worse. First she broke her phone, thanks to the stupid wolf. Then she attacked a resident, thanks to the Stupid wolf. Then she had to run away from the cafeteria and forgo hunting the gremlins in an attempt to even get a chance to get a new phone. Thanks to the [i]STUPID WOLF[/i]! The wolf was more of a problem than normal and she was growing more and more resentful of it as the week went on.



She began to walk back to her bedroom, taking a peek at Lilith who seemed to have invited herself along. She only shook her head lightly as she made her way back to her door. If Lilith was going to invite herself along, Iris was going to make use of her. She wasn't the therapist that she had just left standing in the cafeteria hallway, but maybe she could relate- to a degree.



[color=#925419]“I've been a werewolf for- what? Ten, eleven years now and I still can't seem to keep the damn thing under control!”[/color] She ripped her door open before stepping inside, the roaring frustration lightening just a hint as she stepped through the threshold and into her safe space. She took a deep breath, calming herself once more before stepping further into the apartment and heading towards the kitchen.



[color=#925419]“Would you like something to eat? Drink? I got a lot of drink flavors.”[/color] She pulled open her fridge, found the butcher paper wrapped meat inside and sent a thankful prayer to Max for bringing her food in. She grabbed a pack of thinly sliced steaks in one hand and grabbed a soda from the shelf with the other. She set the food on the island before opening the pack of steaks and grabbing a slim one from within the pile. She popped part of the steak into her mouth, clenching it between teeth as she cracked open her soda can.



She ripped a piece of the steak off and began chewing as she wrapped the paper back up and sent the food back into the fridge. She then made her way out of the kitchen and plopped down on her couch, stretching her legs out to rest her feet on the coffee table just across the way. [color=#925419]“How you been Lilith? Hopefully life is going smoother for you than for me.”[/color]