“I couldn’t focus on work so I went out and bought paint for the nursery, I mean okay I haven’t moved into my own place yet so I don’t actually have a nursery but still. I thought maybe if I got somewhere of my own, and by that I mean anouther flat in the apartment building, I might want to paint it this color. I just thought it was pretty. In any case I can always paint the kitchen if I get bored one night.” Casey said with a flash of a smile as she caught the eye of a familiar face coming down the hallway towards her, hauling a big can of paint in one hand and her work things in a bag on the other. The girls face was tired, bags under her eyes, and she was staggering slightly under the paints weight.