You've been avoiding Vaggie all day, since you returned at 2:45 in the afternoon. She has no idea why, because earlier, you had been your normal loving self. What could have happened in that short 3 hour window? She was going to find out. One way or another, you'd talk.

Vaggie saw you dart upstairs, groaning and rolling her singular eye as she followed quickly. "Charlie! Get your ass back here, or so help me!" She called as you disappeared into the elevator leading upstairs, the doors closing behind you.

She waited to see which floor you went to. "Floor 50, huh?" She'd sigh. "Of course, she'd go to our room. Good thing I have a key." She says, pulling it out of her pocket. "Already know she locked it." Vaggie calls the elevator back down, and steps inside once it opens its doors.