It's Two Much

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As i sit upon my window seat ,i can hear in the near distance a loud truck. it must be the mailman , he always come around this time anyways. I slide on a big sweater  dress and my long knee length socks for the chilly weather and headed for the door.

The cool breeze hits my skin in a matter of seconds , it almost made me want to turn around to my box of warmth that I'm so accustom to . as i hurry and grab the mail from Mr.Moon , which is a nickname i gave him because of the fact that he has a moon tattoo just above his wrist. i never bothered to ask his real name and for all i know he probably thinks I'm a mute.

"hey man watch where you put that, it cost more than your yearly income!!"

says a tall well built man, in a nice clean t - shirt and joggers. his back was well sculpted and all i could think about was running my hand down it for several hours. another tall attractive man pondered at the door frame, i only now just realized he was staring at me for who knows how long.  I gathered my mail and squeezed it against my chest while jogging to my box of privacy.

"stupid, stupid gal , why do u stare like a crazy person" i thought to myself.

that evening...

i take my shrimp pasta out of the fridge from earlier and warm up a bowl for myself. As i stare into the red numbers of the microwave 1:29,1:28,1:27...the loud doorbell caught my attention by surprise. no one ever comes to my home, uninvited.

"who is it?" i ask innocently

"um it's you're new neighbor." i gasp , the attractive man from this morning. i look down at my attire and gasp once again. standing in only a big shirt and damp hair.

"one moment please...i-if you don't mind"

"of course not, just take your time, how about you come over when ever you're not busy. sound good?" what!! they want me to come over...to their home!!

"umm yeah ill b-be over in a few minutes, just let me finish cleaning my oven"

what my oven? where the hell did i get that from? out of all the things i could be doing on a Friday evening , I'm supposedly cleaning an oven.

"um ok , see you then" a minute later i gaze out the window only to see the backs of two tall men. i started to second guess myself, should i do this? maybe i should call my mom. she would only tell me to stay in the house and never speak to them again. i want to make my own decisions so I'm choosing to do this. what can go wrong? being alone with two grown men , they don't seem that much older than i but who knows..who cares. i can defend myself ...yeah you got this Melli.

ten minutes later of pep talk...

i threw on a white crop top and mom jeans along with some white wedge sandals. simple but cute, by this time my hair is already big and dry so i just tossed it into a middle part.

its just a small meeting of my neighbors... thats all..