Xander looked over his shoulder from from the area that was either a living room or a den or... some other room no apartment he'd ever lived in was big enough to possess. There was a short list of people he knew who would know he was here, but it could be a tenant -- how the hell could he have tenants -- too.
"Coming," he shouted, and walked over, hammer still in one hand, to pull open the lobby-side door.
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Date: 2007-01-24 05:25 am (UTC)"Coming," he shouted, and walked over, hammer still in one hand, to pull open the lobby-side door.