Unexpected Visitor

Primrose was in the kitchen, cooking up dinner for both of the people who live in the apartment she owns. Vian was a good soul, often wrapped up in the other’s problems, but still helps out around the apartment whenever he can. Cypher, on the other hand, always never failed to get on her nerves. From bringing in the rent late, to being an absolute nuisance in general, he bothers Primrose to her everlasting nerve. 

Primrose was in the middle of cooking dinner for herself and her renters when she heard a crash of sorts come from upstairs. Alarmed by the sudden noise, she grabs a skillet that she was about to use for cooking and cautiously heads upstairs to the room, which belonged to Cypher. She carefully opens the door and peeks inside.

“Ack! Get off me,” screamed an albino woman who Primrose had seen before,but it took a minute before realizing that was the woman she bashed in the head with a skillet a couple of weeks ago.

“You were the one who provoked me to do it,” Cypher says before he sees Primrose at the door, removing himself from the woman. “Hey Rose! What are you doing-”

“You almost scared me half to death,” Primrose begins to yell at Cypher. “You’re about to make the neighbors and the entire restaurant next to us write a noise complaint! You can at the very least keep your voice down with whatever you were doing!” 

“Oh, I don’t think Rose knows Loki,” Cypher says with a soft sigh. “Sorry we didn’t tell you earlier, but we were playing Twister and Loki just lost.”

“I didn’t lose! You lost by removing yourself from the map,” Loki refutes back. 

Vian, a brunette whose hair was graying too early for his age, was sitting there, just confused by the matter of it all, having lost first because he wasn’t as flexible as the other two, and a blond man with the wheel in hand. 

“Cypher lost because he removed himself from the mat all together,” the blond man says to the two. “So, Loki clearly won.” 

Primrose lets out a small sigh. “You know what? I’m not even going to ask who you are.”

With that, Primrose leaves the room to go back to the kitchen, knowing full well she could burn the dinner if she continued to leave it unattended. 

Cypher looks back at Loki, going to one end of the twister mat while she did the same. 

“Are you ready to get your butt kicked this time,” Cypher asks Loki with a smirk on his face.

“We will really see who wins this time bird boy,” Loki says with a soft smirk creeping up on her face as well. 

Primrose continued to cook as she heard the other loud noises come from upstairs as she cooked a few more servings. God knows how many guests Cypher has had up there and she wouldn’t have ever known. 

‘They better actually come downstairs this time to eat this,’ Primrose thought to herself as she thought of the last few times Cypher had friends over and she cooked for them. ‘I don’t like having this many leftovers in the fridge.’

Within another half an hour, she cooked a few more servings of food. As she cooked, she heard fewer noises coming from upstairs. She wasn’t expecting Cypher and his friends to become a quiet bunch after what she saw going on up in the room. She decides to set the plates down on the table then go upstairs to see what was going on. 

As she walks into the room, she sees Cypher and Loki laying on the Twister mat asleep with the blond man that was holding the twister wheel earlier watching the two sleep since he had nothing else to do and Vian writing away on his computer, careful not to type too loud as to make a lot of noise. 

“It almost seems like they fell asleep like it was nothing,” Primrose mutters. 

Cypher then opens his eyes and looks at Primrose, as if he had not been asleep at all, placing his finger over his mouth, almost telling her to keep quiet. Primrose lets out a small sigh.

“Dinner is ready whenever you decide to come down,” Primrose whispers as she closes the door and heads back downstairs. 

After dinner was eaten by everyone and a very tired Loki came down to eat as well, not too long after everyone else had eaten, Loki and Myles would leave, leaving Primrose with her two renters again. Cypher then walks into the dining room and stands beside Primrose, who was working on some late night sewing work.

“Hey, sorry about not telling you about my unexpected visitors earlier,” Cypher says to her. “I didn’t realize you were home yet.”

“Maybe if you came in through the front door all the time, you would know whether I was home or not,” Primrose says with a small huff. “And I would know if you were home.”

“Coming from the window is not a bad idea of entrance,” Cypher replies, seeming a bit nonchalant to Primrose’s nagging. “Anyways, when is rent due?”

“Due tomorrow as always,” Primrose answers. “And don’t go jumping into the fountain again for whatever money you are missing you hear me?”

“I make no promises,” Cypher says with a soft smile on his face before he leaves and heads up to his room. “Good night Rose.” 

Primrose lets out a small sigh. As much as it was a hassle to keep up with Cypher, she did really enjoy his company, and with Vian he was almost like a saint. She did, however, wonder how those other two got in in the first place. She decides not to think about it before walking around the apartment to make sure the lights were turned off, albeit a few lamps and the oven light just in case someone needed to walk around the apartment half-asleep at night before retiring to her room for the night. 

She then gets up the next morning to see two piles of rent on her desk. She walks over to them. One was neatly organized and put into nice stacks. The other was very unorganized with a note beside it that was partially soaked.