[y/n's pov]
"WELP CONI. This is it." i sighed.
My flight from Colorado Springs to Sarasota was about 6 hours of sitting and eating those Biscoff cookies they gave you.
I ate about four packs and had two Dr Peppers.
Needless to say, Coni wasn't the only one with energy.
"Come on, girl! Come inside!" i said and unlocked the door. She ran in.
I took a look at the house. I did a good job!
It had white walls and hardwood floors. There was a kitchen, a bathroom, and a living room downstairs, and upstairs there was my room with a connected bathroom, a guest bedroom, and another bathroom. My bedroom had pastel blue walls, just like i specifically asked.
I clutched my stomach.
God, i'm hungry, I thought.
Even though i ate a bunch of cookies, i needed to get food.
-~-~-
I CHANGED into one of my classic Parakeet bird hoodies and gray sweatpants before heading out for the grocery store.
I tied up Coni's leash outside the grocery store on a pole and grabbed a cart for food.
I only needed a few things from Safeway for dinner tonight.
grocery list:
dog food for coni
spaghetti
prego sauce
basil
Dog food for Coni, and Prego, spaghetti and basil for dinner tonight.
I rolled my cart into a section of the grocery store, and started looking through all of the options for spaghetti.
Hmmm. Should i get this brand? I picked up a blue box with tiny spaghetti inside. Or this one? I grabbed another box and compared them
THUD
I spun around on my heels, with the 2 boxes of spaghetti still in my hands.
"Are you okay?-" i stopped.
There, on the floor, was a man, most likely the same age as me. He was wearing a split tie-dye shirt, black white shoes, and khaki shorts.
He was sitting on his ass, examining his knees for any injury. There was a woman stacking box mac n' cheese a at the end of the aisle, not batting an eye.
There was a big puddle of a tan liquid and an open Starbucks cup laying to the left of him. I assumed that this guy dropped his iced coffee and slipped on it.
"Hello." the man looked up at me, wiping his hands on his shirt.
"Oh! Uhm...hi!" i said, putting the boxes of spaghetti back on the shelf, still not taking my eyes off of this dude. "Need any help?" i stuck out my hand for him to grab onto.
"Thanks." he grabbed my hand and pulled himself up. "Sorry."
"For what?" i asked.
"Uhm..." he thought for a moment and scratched the back of his neck, revealing his biceps. "I guess falling in front of you."
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nextdoor neighbors, flamingo/albert aretz
Fanfiction"Can we both agree that was cringe?" "Yes. Yes we can." - Y/n Juniper Monroe is a Roblox Youtuber by the name of Parakeet. She decided she needs a change from Colorado, so she moves to Sarasota, Florida with her dog Coni. But when Coni's bark disrup...
