Haz had already entered the apartment, carrying my belongings. I was standing outside the door, looking all around, probably with my mouth open. I stood out there for a solid two minutes, amazed at the architecture. The elevator buttons would light up as you pushed them, signifying which way you were headed. There were welcome outside almost every door. The walls were lined with artwork of every sort. It looked like the Hard Rock Hotel in Las Vegas.
Haz appeared in the doorway.
"You can come in if you would like. If you want to stay out there, go right ahead."
I nodded and stepped on the welcome mat. As I stepped into the apartment, I was overwhelmed with light. I stopped and looked up at the light but. It was close to 2 am and it looked like the sun was shining.
"Em, if you keep staring at the light bulb, you'll be blind. Here, let me show you around."
I looked back at Haz, letting my eyes adjust. He was waving his hand, motioning for me to go closer to him. I walked over to his side and he pointed to a room.
"That's my study, occupied by a punching bag. THis is my coat closet and laundry room. This is my kitchen..."
I tuned Haz out and looked around the place for myself without his commentary. It was a modern apartment, equipped with vaulted ceilings and metal railings. There was a random pineapple sitting alone on a dark green granite counter top. I was planning on asking Haz about it when he interrupted my thoughts.
"Here, take a seat since you're not interested in my tour."
"Sorry."
"Nah, don't worry about it. Do you want some tea?"
"Yes please. Where is a place I can change?"
He pointed to a room behind me. I grabbed my bag full of clothes and walked in.
I sat on the chocolate colored carpet and unzipped my suitcase. I grabbed my sweats and a shirt that supported my old high school. I wasn't too keen on school spirit, but they handed them out every year. It was bleached, so it had undertones of black and gold. It had my school fight song on the back. it was a shirt with no value to me.
I slipped on my pjs and walked out of the bathroom to the counter top with the pineapple. Haz's back was to me, so he couldn't see me. I sat on one of the bar stools and waited for him to turn around. I waited and waited for a while before he finally did something.
"Hey, Em! Do you want mint or peach tea?" he shouted, thinking I was still in the bathroom.
"Peach, and preferably iced."
Haz turned around with a startled and confused countenance.
"When did you get there? How did you get there? Why would you do that?"
"You ask a lot of questions. I got here a while ago. I walked over here, casually. I thought it would be fun. Does that answer all of your questions?"
He nodded, still looking frazzled.
He got a few ice cubes and put them in a mug.
"This is as close as you are getting to iced. I already heated up the water. And you scared me!"
"Sorry, I thought you would have seen me. I didn't mean to. Will you please forgive me?"
"I guess, but I'm not making you iced tea. I'll make you peach tea with ice. Okay?"
I shrugged and he handed me a mug.
"Nice sweats."
"Are you judging my pant choice? I don't plan on impressing you at 2 am."
