( the loss of her key that morning had been a pain, admittedly, but after a good ten minutes of panicking, kara had remembered the contact sheet included in her welcome packet. the contact sheet which included a phone number to the maintenance office downstairs, whose cheerful employee offered a replacement key and a promise to schedule someone to come out and repair the other door. they'd even been nice enough to gently point kara in the right direction — east, towards her own door, where the new key so easily fit into the lock and turned like it should have from the very beginning.
so the sound of metal ripping out of wood, and the next of something heavy falling into the floor, is enough to startle kara out of her mid-day nap. the angry grumbling that follows? well, it doesn't sound good, and that's reason enough to get out of bed, tugging her shirt down from where it had bunched up in sleep, and open her own door, peering outside with a confused frown.
the sight of a blonde stalking through the now open threshold pulls recognition through her. ) Sara? ( what other blonde woman does she know who's capable of destroying a door like that? none that she can think of. it's got to be her. )
What the — what are you doing? You can't just... you kicked the door down! ( and when the answer doesn't come quite fast enough: ) Sara Lance!
this is terrible and i'm sorry forever.
so the sound of metal ripping out of wood, and the next of something heavy falling into the floor, is enough to startle kara out of her mid-day nap. the angry grumbling that follows? well, it doesn't sound good, and that's reason enough to get out of bed, tugging her shirt down from where it had bunched up in sleep, and open her own door, peering outside with a confused frown.
the sight of a blonde stalking through the now open threshold pulls recognition through her. ) Sara? ( what other blonde woman does she know who's capable of destroying a door like that? none that she can think of. it's got to be her. )
What the — what are you doing? You can't just... you kicked the door down! ( and when the answer doesn't come quite fast enough: ) Sara Lance!