Link and Saria were enjoying some time outside simply entering themselves with each others company. They had both grown accustomed with living in the same building, Link would help Saria here and there so that she doesn't stress herself with to many chores. She spends most of the time attending her online classes, receiving help from Link every now and then when it came to things she didn't quite understand, and he was fine with that. There were even times where the both of them sat in the lobby on their laptops doing their own work.
That same day was when they could here black open toe heals click against the pavement, one foot being placed in front of the other like a model on a runway. Hips swaying side to side with log locks of red hair swiftly following along. Right before them stood a beautiful woman wearing a skintight black dress and black gloves. around her neck was a gorgeous rhinestone necklace. a long red boa looped between her arms and her sunglasses hid her deep blue eyes. She held a black fan with ruffles at the end, which she softly moved back and forth as if she were some queen. The large black feathered hat made it no better as link stared in total awe, wondering 'What the hell is wrong with her?'
She walked up to the duo that was sitting on the bench near the door of the apartment building. With one hand placed on her hip, and fanning herself with the other she looked down upon them asking- excuse me- demanding for them to get the owner of Stock Pot Apartments. Link only chuckled and stood up holding out his right hand "That would be me. I'm Link Avalon, it's an honor to meet you Ms." He was silent for a moment thinking of what to say, looking at her with a questionable look.
Pushing her sunglasses to the top of her head (under her hat) she responded "Malon Lon." She took his hands between her index finger and her thumb as if she were picking up a small cube of cheese and shook it, disgust was plastered on her face as she did so. She then looked to Saria and asked "And you are?"
"I'm Saria and I'm renting a room here." The teen smiled at the red head who happened to give a simple hmph before turning her attention back to Link.
Giving her hair a small flip Malon started to speak "Well , I would like you to give me the keys to my room."
Link gave the best smile he could as he said "No problem Ms. Lon, allow me to escort you."
With a pleasant smile Malon raised her hand and snapped her fingers "Boys!" She commanded and a lot of men appeared dressed in black suits. "Bring my stuff!" And they were all soon carrying piles of luggage and boxes into the building.
They headed up the stairs with the trail of men following behind. when they made it to the small apartment room Malon had a look of horror on her face "W-What is this! A janitor's closet!?" Link face palmed right there, this was so expected... "W-why I-I have never been so shocked and appalled! Where am I going to put all my clothes and accessories! It won't fit in that tinny closet! What is this!?" She referred to the kitchen "What am I supposed to do with this!? Isn't there room service!?"
Link looked over to the snobby woman who was throwing a fit and said "Ma'am, they only have room service in hotels."
The red looked over at him with furry "Well they should have them in apartments as well!"
"Then that defeats the entire point of having an apartment." The blond dead panned. He moved to the side while the men in black started to unload and unpack her things for her.
"What ever!" Malon started up again. "You better be great full that I'm actually going to live in your rundown apartment. Now if you will leave, I can start fixing up my lousy compartment!" Her attitude was enough to drive Link up the wall especially the "Tah- Tah" noise she made while fluttering her fingers goodbye.
Link walked out pinching the roof of his nose as he tried to think of what just happened. Giving a nice long heavy sigh, he finally accepts that he is going to be dealing with a spoiled brat for a while.
Oh Malon... What am I gonna do with you...
