𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 1:
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚍
----------------------------------------------------------Leah's P.O.V
Here I was , apartment 202 , my new home.
I stuck my hand in my pocket as I struggled to grab my keys as 2 boxes were or on my other arm .
Finally I was able to reach them and entered them in the keyhole, as the door clicked open I used my hand to reach to the handle.
As soon as I stepped in I got slapped the face by an alarming rate of dullness in the apartment everything beige and the walls asylum white.
I brushed past that considering, I'd have plenty of time to decorate it later .
I finally moved up the last two boxes , I needed to move.
When I finished setting them down , I looked around my apartment , at the uneven numbers of empty and full boxes .
I walked to the office, atleast If I didn't have anything to do , I'd get some work done.
I stepped to mu brand new office and plugged in my laptop and tried to work on my new article about the coastal life.
It wasn't what I wanted to write about , but writing about the coastal life is was what they paid me for.
I stared at the blank of the new document I opened .
My ment went as blank as my computer, I decided to take a glass of water , maybe in the time I went to the kitchen and came back I'd think of something.
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Went , came back ; still nothing, I sighed deeply as I closed my eyes to maybe envision something.
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As bright shiny light made it's way trough the windows I opened my eyes.
My eyes shot open , I found my face pressed against the keyboard of my laptop, I lifted my face .
The window was half-open and the curtains flowy because of the heavy wind.
As the beautiful sunset greeted me,
making the room glowy .I peeked at the half-empty glass of water that looked glossy .
I stood up and looked at the golden colored room .
I left the room shutting the door behind me and went to the kitchen to pickup my phone in the counter.
I ordered food .
After that I sat on the couch as I scrolled on social media .
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Some time passed before I heard my doorbell ring .
I rushed to the door and I opened the door to meet an average height black-haired guy .
He gave me the food and left .
As I almost closed a door I saw someone rudely bump trough the doordash driver and enter the apartment next to mine .
This action developed so quickly that I rarely got a glance of his appearance.
I closed the door , and dropped my bag food in the kitchen counter.
I picked out the plates and took my food to the coffee table and ate my food silently.
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I was done with my food and After that I did my night routine.
As I layed on my bed , I had no problem dozing off.
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