A woman with shoulder length burgundy hair is facing an almost empty bookcase surrounded by half packed boxes. She is talking on the phone while flipping through old magazines on the shelf.
Woman: I wasn't planning on moving..yes that was.. it is still the plan... no I havent.. just to Florida for a few months.. it's what management said I needed to do if I wanted back in.... no its not about that.
Her conversation trails off and she walks over to her window and peeks through them at a tree house next door.a dog can be heard barking outside and the swing tied to the tree house is blowing in the wind.
Woman: Look, I gotta go. I think he's back again.
She hangs up the phone and tosses it on the couch without taking her eyes off the tree house. Once the dog stops barking she returns to tossing magazines into open boxes.
Woman: *under her breath* This move better prove everything to them.