"Trying" Normal [Editing In Progress]

Chapter 2: Castle Hill Condominiums

With my reading break completed, I turned to the counter to see it was empty. My irritation grew as I felt sweat run down my forehead. Approaching the counter to get her attention, I noticed a small white square with a screen. It displayed an eighty-seven, and a note was taped above the switches on it.

The AC is out of order. Please do not touch!!!

-Moira

I pulled out my phone and took a picture of the thermostat.

|Vincent:

-It's been ten minutes and this lady running the office is taking her sweet time to come out here. Just need the damn keys before I drown in my sweat here.

I sent the message and stood in place while watching the cracked open door, hoping the older woman would be there, yet she never appeared. After more awkward standing in place, my phone beeped.

| Sammy:

-I told you not to sweat

-Can't you ever listen to me?

-Why are you in the office? I thought you had a condo to de-haunt?

-And a ghost to torture?

I hammered away at the keys and replied.

|Vincent:

-I don't know where unit 37 is! 

-I also need the keys to enter the building

 -We couldn't see the place in person only the inspector could go inside as the owner refused to let anyone else in!

-Oh and you better believe he's going to suffer!!

His response came near instantly.

| Sammy:

-You both bought a condo without going in it?

|Vincent:

-Yup.

A thumbs up appeared on my last message. 

No doubt it was a passive aggressive one.

|Sammy:

- Good for you, I need to get to Eunie's soon for our stream, don't forget to message us when it's all done, she'll worry if you forget.

|Vincent:

-I know! and Samara will hit me for it too.

The screen went dark, revealing my face in the black mirror of my phone. My skin glistened with sweat, my tank top sticking to me as I slowly cooked in the office.

Great, now I got to deal with this. I'll have to keep my distance from people for now.

Out of patience, I turned to face the door behind the counter. Before I could yell, the sound of footsteps approached. The door opened. An icy breeze came from the room the woman emerged from.

Oh, she had air conditioning in there? Must be nice. Whatever, stay calm and move quick.

The woman locked eyes with me and stood there a moment as if processing the situation. Her smile faded as her worry lines grew while she looked at me in all my sweat soaked glory.

"Oh, I'm so sorry you must have been roasting in here." She made her way to the counter. "I completely forgot you came in here. Sorry!" She then went back into the office, leaving me alone again until she emerged with a bottle of water in her hand. "Do you need any water? You look like you need some!" She set the bottle of water on the counter and waited for my answer.