Shoving away from the door with an explosive sigh, Daz lashed out with a foot, wincing at the sound of her boot hitting the wood and the stab of pain that lanced between her eyes as a result. Close to ramming a fist into the nearest wall, Daz grabbed the doorknob and rattled it viciously, opening her mouth to begin a long, vicious tirade about the nature of its ancestors. And snapped her jaw shut, her teeth clicking together audibly, when the door opened under her hand.
Standing in the open doorway, Daz glanced around the living room, wondering if one of her 'lodgers' had opened it for her, but the place was quiet and she could only sense those annoying little monkeys of Piper's, tucked away happily in their cage. Hmph.
Tiptoeing into the room on wobbly feet, Daz peered at the doorframe to double check she hadn't damaged something, then shut it behind her. Satisfied by the click of the lock falling into place, she looked around the room, but her eyes beginning to water again and she really needed a drink. So, figuring she'd not only forgotten her keys but to lock up behind her in the first place when she left earlier, Daz shuffled into the kitchen and opened the fridge, grabbing the nearest thing to liquid she could find.
Moments later, she was sprawled in one of the chairs at the kitchen table, a can of soda in one hand, and her chin in the other. Moments after that, she was fast asleep, still lolling around at the kitchen table and using the soda can as a very uncomfortable pillow.