Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180701181322/@comment-5583506-20180714230700

The Retroriffic Man wrote:

The door to Samantha's apartment was locked, she'd have to find another way in. Katherine knew the window near the fire-escape was open but that would mean making a small but never the less dangerous jump from the fire escape outside her window to Sam's ledge.

Alternatively she could pick the lock if she was able, or look for another way in entirely. Katherine, not satisfied with just leaving the apartment the way it was, decided to go back inside her own and see if she could reach over to the other side somehow. She had an old ironing board stashed away in an old cupboard. She placed it diagonally over between the two windows, but not before feeling if it would support her weight.

Between feeding starving animals, singing on clubs, and indulging in some American manhunt, this is a really bad idea, the Cat pointed out, not that she'd need to.

Katherine knew herself just how stupid this was, and she bet that whomever looked up at the right time, would find a rather amusing sight to tell their friends about at the end of the day. Clutching to the sides of the ironing board, Katherine started to crawl over until she reached the other end, breathing out loudly as she collapsed to the floor of Samantha's apartment.

Heights did not agree with her.