[Nicole]
We had a delicious breakfast in the dining room prepared by Leonard's cook. Of course I didn't think Leonard could cook, I didn't even think he could tell between a dishwasher and a microwave.
We left afterwards to our separate bedrooms to prepare for work. The dress I had worn to work was ready to wear by the time I finished in the bathroom. I had washed it in the early hours of today and placed it in the drying machine.
I stepped out of the bedroom which I occupied, and went across the hallway to Leonard's room. He had showed it to me by on our way to the dining room.
I knocked on Leonard's door for a long time, and received no response. I was ready for work and we were running late already.
I stepped out of the building for the first time since I came in, resisting the urge to let myself inside Leonard's bedroom. I was certain he was not inside, and if he was, I wasn't sure he would want me inside.
