[Open] An Unusual New Neighbor

The Octoling hesitated for a moment before answering: "It's Mornica... and..." She frowned, glancing away from Cathy. Keeping her outside for this long was impolite. Besides, was this really something she wanted to talk about in this exact spot? It was probably weird to any "normal" person. She stepped back and opened the door a bit more. "Do you wanna come in?" And then she realized: "I mean, I'm still unpacking, so it's a bit of a mess, so, uh..." Her eyes darted back and forth as if looking for the right words. "Yeah."

A pigsty? How... honest of her. She wasn't ashamed of that at all? If Mornica had guests over with a "pigsty" of an apartment, she would have a panic attack, but this girl was just playing it off like it was no big deal. How could anyone be so casual?

She let Cathy observe her apartment, which looked a lot bigger than it would be once everything was unpacked. The living area had been mostly set up already with her computer desk, a couch, a decent-sized TV her parents had bought her a few years ago, and a bookshelf against the back wall. Beyond that was the kitchen/dining area that was still mostly boxes, a table, and some matching chairs. Down a short hallway from the living room were the bathroom, the laundry room, and Mornica's bedroom, the only other room that was even close to being properly unpacked. Besides the bookshelf and window, the newly painted walls were barren. Maybe Mornica should have invested in some pictures or something...

She sort of stared at Cathy at her comment about her name, unsure of how to respond at first. After a few seconds, she averted her gaze and scratched the back of her head under her tentacles, pale face flushed. "Well, it's not all that unique..." she mumbled. "And besides, I didn't choose it. My parents did. Uh... You want something to drink or something?"

She was still holding her bobble had in one fist tight with anxiety, but she didn't want to move to set it down just yet. That would be rude when she'd just asked a question, right?