TSM's Truely

Chapter 3: The boy next door

   Our Sunday was quiet uneventful. I did some yard work as Carly unpacked the kitchen. Sunday night Carly prepared for her first day of work across the street, as I started looking online for jobs. When it was time for bed, it was quiet as it has been for a few days. 

  This morning, Monday, I heard Carly in her bathroom as she was dropping mascara tubes and drying her hair. I rolled my eyes and decided I shouldn't let my sleep schedule get fucked up. I got up, and popped my head into her bathroom, "Hey I'm going to shower, you'll probably be gone by the time I get out so I'll see ya later!"
"OK!", Carly frantically replied, rummaging through her makeup bag trying to find some lipstick. I got in the shower and did my normal business as Carly left.

  Just 5 minutes into my shower, the doorbell rings. I grab a towel and wrap it around my body as I move towards the front door to see who it is. I opened the door and saw a tall blonde boy wearing Nike joggers and a t-shirt. "oh", I muttered, as I looked down at my towel and wet body, "Hi? ..uh, Can I help you?". The boy smiled and turned a bit red. 
"Hi." He said, smiling.
"....hello?" I replied.
"Do you uh, want to get dressed?"
"...right.. uh come on in I guess I'll be right with you."
The boy walked in, and it didn't hit me until I was already back in my bedroom rummaging through my closet that the boy was indeed TSM's Santorin. I put on some shorts and a feather T-shirt and quickly checked the mirror on my way out of the room. I had raccoon eyes from last nights left over eye makeup, but I left it as I didn't have time to really fix it. 
   I walked into the living room, he wasn't there. I figured he left, so I went to the kitchen and started to make a pot of coffee. I sat down at the breakfast bar in the kitchen and started sifting through a stack of the wanted ads. After a couple of minutes, Santorin appeared from the hallway leading to the shared stream room. "That is uh, quite the stream room you got goin' on there... lots of boxes.
I giggled and poured him a cup of coffee, "sit". He sat and started to sip his coffee. He looked at the papers on the bar, "Job hunting? Why don't you just full time stream?"

"Full time streaming doesn't pay for the Jetta outside, now does it."
"Here, tomorrow morning when I stream I'll just host you, so stream tomorrow!"
"Alright, I suppose." I took a sip of my coffee, "We haven't properly met. I'm Naomi." I said as I put my hand out.
He reached out and shook my hand, "Lucas. I should get going, scrims won't play themselves!"
He showed himself out of the house and the day continued for me like normal. Carly didn't return for lunch, and she wasn't home until around 6. I spent the day unpacking the stream room and painting my bedroom.

Carly came home and slammed the door and threw her bags onto the couch. "GOOD GOD," she yelled, "THOSE BOYS ARE MESSY AS FUCK." She walked into the kitchen where I was doing the dishes, "..oh? Two dirty mugs?" she said as she smirked, "I saw Lucas walking over here after I walked over, what did he want?"
"Just saying hi" I replied.
"JUST hi?"
"Yes, JUST hi." I said, as I picked up the mugs and placed them into the dishwasher.

   The next day, I did stream after Carly left to go clean and make meals throughout the day. And sure enough, Lucas did indeed host me.
What a lovely impression he left, what a lovely boy he was next door.