Morgan walked up the path to her motley mate's house, well apartment that was in a house. Her left arm was laden with two six packs of soda and a grocery bag whilst her right hand carefully held a small decorated cake with "Congratulations! " written on it in frosting. Morgan didn't need to explain to the bakery what it was a congratulations for: they had several cakes with the word already on them. That was so convenient to the Beast's mind.
The Beast stalked around the back, quietly going up the wooden stairs to the third floor. Once there, she set the cake down onto the little table there, just in case. Morgan rolled her neck before using her free hand to knock on the door to
Lynn's
apartment.
Sorry for not starting this sooner, I didn't notice some threads I was in had closed.