Sarah!
Berkeley knocked furiously on Sarah’s door. He hated that she was right, going home had been a terrible idea. Especially since he left on terrible terms with his mother. And unlike Sarah, she knew where he lived and could follow him. Which she did! He came home to find her standing there chatting up his super. All smiles and pleasantries like nothing had happened. Claimed that she just had to come over and check up on him. In other words she wanted to make sure that he had made the 'right' decision. Which as far as Berkeley was concerned was no longer any of her business.

She was currently in his apartement probably cleaning because ‘it was atrocious’ and how did. Berk had begged off claiming that he needed to go get groceries if she was going to be staying. He headed for Sarah’s the moment he was out of the house. “Sarah! Let me in. This is urgent! Super urgent!” he called through door. What was she doing? What on earth could be more important at this moment? Granted he had never got around to telling exactly what happened when he went home to visit. Of course she knew something was up, but he hoped that it would just turn in one of those things they didn't speak about. “Saraaah!”