Walking back to the apartment after taking more pictures was quite relaxing. Not taking a cab or driving our little car, and just enjoyong the fresh air. More people should do that.
I eventually get back to the apartment, 4th floor and 3 Doors Down the hallway. (A/N: see what I did there) I unlock the door and open it, only to find... nobody.
I swear I thought Ali would have been back by now. At least that's what she told me. Weird...
I walk in and go straight to my bedroom to put everything away, going back and forth between the room. It was decorated with lots of pinks, blues, greens, yellows, and pretty much every other color you can think of. I take off my coat and hat, and as I'm in the process of taking off my left shoe, I hear something move. Something not from my room, but from the dining room. Like a chair sliding across the wooden floor, but very slightly. I quickly stop taking my shoe off, and go to grab my metal pipe hiding in the back of my closet just for emergencies like this. Walking very slowly, very quietly out of my room holding the pipe up, I look around. I don't see anybody, nevertheless hear anything else move. Having another check around the apartment, I don't hear or see anything else. I slowly let my guard down just incase, and walk over to our couch, sitting down still keeping an ear out.
"BOO!!!" I hear a yell next to my ear and feel two hands on my shoulders.
*SCREAMS LOUDLY LIKE NEVER BEFORE*
It was Ali! Ali was the one that made the chair move. I knew I wasn't just going crazy!
"Ali! Why?! Oh my God it was just you. I thought I was going to have to fight for my life just now! You know I get scared easily." I said defensively.
"Yeah, I know. Why do you think I did it?" She said laughing beacause of my reaction. "Also because of all the times you've tried to scare me since we met... which you failed at." She said triumphantly.
"Yeah, well I nearly had a heart attack."
"And it was so funny!"
"Yeah yeah... whatever." I notice she's still smiling, and oddly acting extra excited and happy.
"So what's been going on today?" I ask her trying to get some info out.
"Oh nothing... I just met a guy." She says smiling. "A british guy! And his name is Toby! You know how weird that is? After liking a Toby for so long when I was younger, and taking quizzes that said my perfect guy was a Toby."
"Really?! How? Where? When? Is he cute? Did you get his phone number?" I asked eagerly. I could go on all day with these types of questions.
"Hold on, hold on. Yes, I really met a guy named Toby, and it was when I was sitting on a bench at the park just minding my own business, then bam! This really attractive guy sits next to me and starts talking to me. And yes, I got his phone number... after he asked me to go to lunch with him."
"Did you?"
"No..."
"Ali! Why not? You could have at least stayed and talked to the guy. After all, he is like some weird, mystical human being that literally just popped into your life."
"Don't worry. Like I said, I got his phone number." She said waving the card around.
"Ok. Just promise me you'll have at least one lunch date with him? " I asked.
"I promise."
We stayed there in the silence while we both had a stare down.
"Cool. Now lets watch some movies!" I said excitedly.
"How about The Fast and the Furious series?" She asked in a happy tone.
Ali is so obsessed with those movies. She always has been ever since they came out when we were younger. We also always watch the whole series without a break 7 times a year... at the least. And not only that, but not even a snack break. No candy, chips, soda, popcorn, or pizza. Nothing.
"Umm... Sure." I said hesitantly, wondering if I picked the right choice.
"Awesome! I'll get the first movie set up." She said excitedly.
One of the things we do, is always watch movies together. If one of us wants to watch a movie, then the other person has to power through and watch it too. Not that I don't like the series, but that we've already seen them tons of times. Same with going to the movies. A promise that we made that's never been broken.
