City of Kinetics

FOUR ✴ Unexpected Visitor

       The smell of eggs and toast wafted through the apartment as Mila attempted to make breakfast for herself. Normally, she'd stick to a yogurt cup, a glass of juice, and a granola bar, but after the terror-inducing gun fight she had gotten herself dragged into last night, she decided she should have a full breakfast.

       She held her breath as she tipped the pan and pushed the eggs onto a plate with her spatula, a little proud of herself that she managed to make them without any issues. Her mind was all over the place, but at least she managed to do one thing right.

       Glancing at the time on her oven, it was a little past ten. She had to work at noon, so she had a little time to herself before she had to leave for Sweetie's.

       Going to grab the toast out of the toaster oven, the sound of someone knocking on her apartment door took her by surprise. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion, glancing across the room wondering who it was. She didn't really know anybody who would visit her so early.

       Mila put the spatula down and left the plate on the counter, walking over to the door. Glancing through the peephole, she suddenly felt a spike of anxiety course through her when she saw Hunter standing on the other end.

       At first, she panicked because she was wearing an old pair of sweatpants with a shirt sporting a ketchup stain on it. Her wavy hair was pulled up into a messy ponytail looking unkept, and her face was probably resembling that of the undead. Then, common sense took over and she realized that he might have changed his mind and come to arrest her.

       He suddenly knocked again, and Mila realized that there was no getting out of this one.

       Undoing the chain and unlocking the door, she pulled it open and frowned, giving him a nervous look. Hunter regarded her with the same void expression he always wore.

       "Morning," Mila mumbled, her hand gripping the door handle. "W-What are you doing here?"

       Hunter held up something in his hand, and she realized that it was her bag. She must have left it last night when she basically ran out of the Hideout.

       "You forgot this, yesterday," he informed her.

       She hesitantly reached for it and took it back, glancing inside. The first thing she saw was her wallet, which was single-handedly the most important thing she owned. She felt stupid for not realizing she left it there.

       "I found your address on your driver's license," Hunter told her, making her look up at him.

       Mila nodded. That explained how he found her.

       "Thank you," she said sincerely.

       His eyes darted over her head to the inside of her apartment for a moment. 

       "Can we talk?" he asked.

       There it was- the dreaded question. Mila frowned at that, wondering why he was pro-longing the situation if he was just going to arrest her anyway? He stared at her, waiting for her to respond, but she only found herself nodding again, holding the door open wider to let him in.

       Hunter stepped through the threshold and looked around as Mila closed the door after him. Thankfully, she was a neat-freak and her apartment was clean, but it still made her nervous having someone over.

       Nobody's ever been inside her apartment, and for some reason, having Hunter's gaze go over all her things made her feel embarrassed. Her apartment wasn't big or anything, but it did the job.