⁂⁂⁂𝐈 𝐉𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 the meeting looking super unprofessional. My 'Korn' Band T-Shirt on display as the rest of my attire had wet spots on it.
"I see you're a woman with taste Ms. L/N." My interviewer chuckled as he flipped through my resume. "Oh this old thing. I had a little dress malfunction before this call. Trust I clean up better."
"On I'm sure you do." A smiled creeped into his lips as he started with his following sentence. My name is Kai Santos. The supervisor for the division you have applied for. So i'm aware the you are applying for marketing advising position. Are you capable for keeping up with stocks and bonds? Coming into work 4 days a week?" He said flipping through papers.
"Yes I have a very flexible schedule and I am always on top of work. And anything you give me really."
"Noted."
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"And we will shoot you an email with our answer. Thank you."
"No thank you."
The sound of the call hanging up triggered a sigh of relief. Coming from my body. I closed my laptop shut and got off of my couch. Turning the corner into my catastrophic room. I played some music and started cleaning up my place.
I dropped my wet and coffee covered clothes into my dirty laundry basket. In my bra and underwear, my room was finally clean.
I plopped on my newly made bed and clean room. My eyes closed then shot back open. "I need to shower." I dropped my remaining clothes and stepped inside my bathroom. Turning on the warm water.
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I stepped out the shower my towel wrapping over my wet body.
I closed the shower curtain as Three knocks came on my door.
"C'mon. I'm breakin' out here." That annoying ass thick british accent came pouring on the other side of my door. I clenched my towel. Opening my door. I was met with his girl crazy smile. He looked me up and down before proceeding.
"Nice view love'." I rolled my eyes.
"Hey can I use your restroom. My toilet fucked and The landlord can't fix it in time." He said clearly in pain.
This wouldn't be nice to let him hang like this. "Don't keep my seat lifted up." I said. "Down the hall first door on the left." I walked into my room. Closing the door shut. Putting my undergarments on and some lotion. Five soft knocks came on my bedroom door.
"Thanks love'," Hobie said. "You're welcome can you see yourself out? I'm changing." I said slipping on my sweat pants. "D'ya need some help?" His accent peering through my door. I could hear the smile coming out of his big mouth.
I slid on a shirt and opened my door. Making him stumble into my room a bit. I pushed him off of me as he was practically laying on me.I backed up and helping him stabilize. He looked up with his almond eyes his eyes taking in the scenery of my room. "Nice and comfy. Really roomy in here." He let go of my arms and took a little walk around my room before plopping on my chair. "Nobody told you to sit in. You wanted to shit and go so go." I said trying to get him up. "And don't think I forgot about you fucking up my business attire."
"And don't think I forgot about you fucking up my rotation. I'm still pissed but can't be worried about the past when you got the future ahead of you eh'?"
He sighed
"You're right. I'm intrudin' Maybe I can make it up to you. Coffee sometime?" He said getting up before walking out my room. "Will it make you stay 6 feet away from me at all times when I look good?" I said crossing my arms and making him go into the main room.
"Well if that's the case I can never see you again." I pushed him into my doorway. "Fine. tomorrow."
"It's a date."
I opened the door to let him out. "I'll pick you up. M'kay?" He said smoothly. "Okay, Okay, Bye."
"Bye bye." He said with a wave. He opened the door. "Hey Y/N! 'Bout time you opened the door-"
She opened her eyes to see me with my fuck boy neighbor.
"Hey Jackie."
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