( sara's brow quirks, mouth turning up into an amused smirk — she's not sure whether it's from that little hint of pink she can swear she can see creeping onto kara's cheeks or if it's from the overly-stern-almost-to-the-point-of-comical response. at least some one's entertained.

stepping over the rubble back into the hallway so she can lean back against the wall next to her now bare doorframe and folding her arms over her chest with a tip of her head, she responds, ) I dunno — I'll figure it out. ( you know, 'cause not decisively knowing where you're gonna sleep is super casual like that. )

Seems like I'm not the only one with housing issues — the line downstairs was hell. I'm lucky I even found out my apartment number. ( and she shrugs. ) What's one more thing on their list?