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I follow Abby out the door and down the hall, hands shoved in my pockets. I want to ask her who the guy was in the kitchen but I decide against it, and instead compliment her.

"I didn't know you could sing," I chuckle, following her to the apartment stairwell,

"And where are we going?" I add, as she opens the door, and starts darting up the stairs.

"I didn't know you were so good at FIFA," she throws over her shoulder avoiding my question, and I race to catch up with her.

We climb up at least 4 flights of stairs before finally exiting to a fire escape.

I'm hit by the cold air, and suck in a breath, eyes adjusting to the dark. Abby motions me to follow, and she leads me to a ladder, starting to climb up.

"Are you sure this is safe?" I ask, hands gripping the cold ladder, continuing to climb.

  "Safe, yes. Legal, no" Abby says with a laugh, reaching her hand down to pull me up and on to the rooftop platform. I stumble a bit, falling into her, and grip her arms steadying myself. It's dark, but I can make out the freckles on her cheeks, and see the flecks of gold in her piercing ice blue eyes. She holds my gaze, and I see her blush through the dim light, realizing I'm still holding her arms.

  "Turn around," she says, nodding behind me.

  I do as she says, and inhale sharply, taking in the beautiful sight in front of me

  "Welcome to Seattle, Van"

  "Welcome to Seattle, Van"

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 14, 2016 ⏰

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