Flynn's life was boring. He have no someone in his life. He only cares about feeding his dog. Until he met Assha. He felt the things he had never felt before. Not until Mrs. Westly the landlord of his apartment found dead, and not just one...he also...
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𝚒𝚒𝚒. 𝙵𝚕𝚢𝚗𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎 ----------
This is so awkward.
I can't believe I'm here in the elevator with the woman I mistaken for a ghost.
Everything was quiet except for the sound of the elevator and Mikey while playing my shoes. I could hear my breathe and it's so annoying.
I want to say something but I don't know what to start or what word I will utter.
Should I say something? No, of course not--you fucking bastard.
We're just a stranger, after all.
My hands were sweating even though there's an air conditioner here. The presence of her makes me feel weird. I smell strawberry which I think that's her perfume. Oh god, did I put on perfume? I don't remember putting anything in my body before I leave.
I looked down to Mikey. Please, don't tell me I'm smelly right now. I said in my mind and I think he heard me because he licked my shoes. What's that supposed to mean?
It was awkward but I don't know if she feels the same way.
I can still remember how she dance gently with her eyes closed.
And now she's standing beside me. What should I do? I feel tense.
And finally after a long awkward moment in the elevator, the door opened.
She walked first after us.
We were heading to our own apartment when she suddenly turned her head to us.
My grip tightened on Mikey's leash as she looked at me with her innocent face.
She have something to say but I can tell that she was hesitating. She bit her lower lip.
"Umm...can you help me move my furnitures in my apartment? I have no someone to help me...and I'm staying here alone. I h-hope you don't mind?" She said shyly.
Her voice was soft. I couldn't help but to clench my jaw. I saw how beautiful her brown eyes is. I just stared at her.
"I just moved here yesterday...I'm sorry if I bothered you. It's okey if you can't help me." She scratched her hair.
I immediately came back to my sense. "Oh...is that so? Yes, sure I can help you."
She smiled widely. I saw how perfect teeth she has. "Thank goodness! Come, I'm sorry if my apartment is still messy. I haven't cleaned up yet." She apologetic said while we're heading in her apartment.
Seems like everything is happening the way I felt..
I'm still holding Mikey through his leash.
I still feel tense.
Come on, don't be too weak. You're a fucking police man.
When we got inside her apartment, it was really quite messy there.
I gripped Mikey's leash when he suddenly barked at her. Really, Mikey? Not now. I was about to apologize to her when she stopped
She looked at Mikey and smiled. "I don't really like having a pet, but this dog was so cute," she said as she slowly approach Mikey and tapped his head.
I noticed that she was even more beautiful, especially up close. And the way her voice was very sweet.
I shook my head and put myself together. "Y-yeah. I'll just tie him outside so that I can help you properly." What's wrong with my voice?
I tied Mikey outside and stroked his head. "Pry for me, big boy." And he barked two times as if complaining that I'm choosing my new neighborhood over of him.
And without a minute I went to her apartment to help her arrange her furnitures.
I can't believe I'm actually inside her apartment right now, helping her.
She was quiet the whole time and so did I. I'm not that talkative person but I'll try. For the sake of awkwardness.
"So, we're neighbors. How long will you stay here?" I said finally.
She stopped sweeping. "I dunno. I'm hoping that this will be my permanent apartment, but who knows?" She shrugged.
I nodded. "Do you have someone to stay here with you?"
She shook her head. "No. That's why I'm a little bit scared. I might killed by someone or maybe something bad happen to me." She laughed. "But I chose to stay in this little town. This place was really quiet and I like it."
I smiled at her. "Don't worry. You're lucky, you're neighbor happens to be a cop." I joked at her.
She suddenly stopped when I said that.
My forehead furrowed when she suddenly turned pale as if she had seen a ghost somewhere.
"Y-You're a police?" She stammered.
I scratched my head. Did I say something wrong? Damn, wrong move, Flynn.
"Ahm...yes. what's the matter?"
She gulped and then shook her head. "N-nothing. I was just amazed that my neighbor is a police. Because I haven't really met an actual police in my whole life." She smiled at me.
My cheek suddenly blushed when she did that. I just turn my head somewhere.
Shit, you're stupid. How could you blush at the front of a woman, you motherfucker.
When I finished helping her, she gave me a dessert that she made to thank me.
I couldn't help but to feel those weird feelings when she's around me.
And her dessert that she gave me makes me feel that, that was the best gift I've ever received, even though it's not a totally gift.
When she was about to go inside her apartment, I asked her immediately.
"May I know what's your name, miss?"
She bit her lower lip.
"My name si Assha."
"Nice to meet you, Assha. My name is Flynn. Just call me when you're in trouble."
