As Viviana walked down the street, she held a roll of tape in her hands, having just run out at the apartment. She'd been working all morning, trying to get everything ready for the movers who would take it all to the house this weekend.
Viviana herself was no longer going to be spending the night at the apartment. She moved quickly, feeling a little paranoid. For some reason she couldn't quite put her finger on, she couldn't feel safe.
"Viviana!" She heard someone call her name, groaning inwardly. She was trying to avoid having to stop. With a somewhat fake smile, she turned to see who was calling her.
"Mr. Giacomo!" She said, waving as he approached her. She hadn't seen him around at all, so it was actually a nice surprise to speak with him.
"How are you?" He asked as he greeted h
