I walk into the elevator at Bushwell plaza at oh, what time is it? 10:45 and hit the button to go up to Carly’s floor. I was at home but my mom was watching some show or movie on TV and it was really loud. I told her to turn it down ’cause I was trying to sleep but she told me that it was important that the TV was loud. So I headed to Carly’s knowing she would let me sleep there.
I walk out of the elevator, now on Carly’s floor, and open the door. Surprisingly I didn’t need to pick the lock. I found a note lying on the couch.
Sam and I are in my room for rehearsal instead of the studio. So come up there instead. Thanks!
Wait, what? Rehearsal? We didn’t have that tonight! And why was Freddie here? Whatever, I’ll just go to Carly’s room. I walk up the stairs and go up to Carly’s door and I’m about to grab the handle, but, Freddie’s in there saying something.