Caprice entered her room, placing the empty Taurus on a table near the door. She made her way around the dirty clothes and ammo, that was scattered on her floor, towards her bed. Crawling on her bed, she grabbed her phone that she had forgotten and curled into a ball. The time read 2 AM. Sighing, Caprice realized she was no where close to tired. She sat up in bed, tossing her phone aside. Looking around her room, she snorted lightly.
"What a mess this place is. I wonder if I can get someone around here to clean it up for me. Then again, no one is willing to clean up a room for me..."She smirked. "Unless you put a gun to their head, I'm sure they would be more than happy to." She crouched down, and jumped out of bed. Landing softly, she picked up a few bullets that hadn't been used yet, grabbed her gun that was still on the table, and rushed out of her room and into the hallway.
"Though its 2, I suppose someone must still be up." Loading her gun, she ventured down the dark hallway.