Faye scrambled around her apartment, making sure everything was in its place. Thankfully she had finished unpacking the few boxes she had, and thrift store runs had filled in the gaps. Pillows were rearranged and fluffed on the couches.
She double checked that she had drinks, coffee, beer and various juices, not sure which Pepper would prefer. The apple pie she had made, hey, she could cook, was on the counter cooling.
Pepper