Free Time [Tal Fishman Fanfiction]

treinta y uno

Jamie

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I couldn't tell if the dress that stood before me was worthy of even being advertised. It was long and lush, aimed towards the upcoming prom dates.
I was always anxious on how people would react to my new creations, solely because of how fresh I was out of college.

Putting the sharp pin in my mouth, I measured out the waist size and smiled with approval, putting the pin on the approximate length and putting away my ruler. It was finished.

I was satisfied, but would others be too? I hesitantly snapped a picture of the dress and posted it on my instagram, my few thousand followers beginning to slowly like.

I doubted comments would appear that quick. I'll check back later. Scooting the mannequin over to the wall, I admired how clean and pristine my new apartment was.

I was never an OCD clean freak, so keeping my place clean and in good condition was a pretty drastic achievement for me.

I lit a candle in my room, undressed, and went to the bath to start a bath.

I went to my closet and pulled down a box full of books, picking through them delicately to find the right one.

I wasn't entirely sure where half of my books went, but I was sure that Harry Potter sounded really good at the moment.

Slipping out the thick third book of the series, I shoved the box back up and went to set it on the table that was on the edge of the bath.

As I made my way over, I heard a soft knock on the door.

Crap.

I hastily put an oversized tee on, trying to ignore the fact that you could see I was braless. Walking up to the door, I slowly opened it and there stood Tal.

"Hey, w-what's up?" I asked, half of me behind the door.

"Hey! I just wanted to ask if you had the landowners number? I lost it, and the old lady down at the desk is asleep...." He chuckled and I zoned off when he smiled.

"Uhhh....I could find it. One moment." I said, softly closing the door. I sprinted and slipped on sweat shorts and a sweater, picking up my clothes and shoving them in the hamper.

Walking back to the door, I opened it up again.
"You can come in while I look if you want." I offered, and he slipped in.

A super good looking guy was in my apartment. Sweet.
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I didn't bother to rewrite this chapter, Tal isn't flirting with her or anything.
- Charissa