The dusty, spell book was closed once again and placed back on the old wooden shelf along with some other mystical items. A sigh was followed afterwards as Avery turned and headed for the door. Avery just finished practicing some new spells to potentially play with.
"Finally, that's done" she said as she pushed the metal door wide open, met again by the pieces of junk and boxes piled up in front of her, "I never get this done..." she sighed placing some boxes in front of the door and moving some others around. She quickly glanced over at the time, "Still have a couple of hours yet".
Later that day her date was coming over and she wanted everything to be ready for him, problem was that she hated cleaning and tidying, but would do it occasionally. She moved some other boxes to the side and slowly headed to the metal stairs that would take her out of the basement.
Each step would create a quiet, yet resonating clang as she headed up the flight of stairs and opened another door into a hall