Stef and Lena (MyLove)❤️

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Lena's PoV:
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I sprung up out of my bed curious as to where I was. My first night in 22B, and it will take a lot to get used to. As I unhooked a robe from the back of my door I put on my silky pink robe and headed downstairs where I poured myself some coffee and sat at my desk where I began to open my MacBook and think of stories to write. My mind was running for miles, every vision was fuzzy and I needed inspiration.

•Knock!Knock!•

I open the door in my robe revealing a wide surface area of my chest and my legs as I see Stef stood at the door looking my up and down.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect visitors" I say fastening my robe tighter trying to hide my cleavage.

"No I'm sorry to drop by, I was just checking if you had settled in" she says handing me bunch of flowers and a glass of my favourite wine. "I'm sorry, you had me over for a drink and really I should be the one welcoming you, so these are for you" She said handing them over.

"How did you know? This is my favourite" I replied smiling ear to ear. I couldn't help it, I felt so warm around her as I took the flowers and wine out of her hands inviting her inside.

"I seen some of the bottles in your wine stack"

"Well thank you Stef, I really appreciate it."

She stood by then island in the kitchen until I invited her into the sitting room. She sat on the sofa beside me looking over to my desk where my MacBook sat with an empty page on.

"So what do you write about?"

"Anything inspiring, Ive published a few books, I have my own blog page, I like writing. But my mind is so fuzzy at this moment, I cannot think of any stories" I say with a stressful tone.

"Sounds like you need to get inspired then, how about we go out tonight?"

"No no I can't" I reply laughing looking down at my feet.

"Oh come on ... why not? It'll be funny neighbour" I guess she was right. I needed a story. I needed a friend and I needed company. I guess it could be fun.

"Ok sure" I put my number into her phone labelling my caller ID as 'Lena💞' "text me later"

"Will do" she slid her phone into her jacket. A moment of silence struck until a loud fuzz came through her walky-talky. 'Shooting at 72 Boston road. 2 fatalities, we need back up'

I stayed seated as I watched Stef stand up replying. "Detective foster, ready for back up. I'm on my way" my heart dropped for some bazar reason. I knew she'd be ok but I was worried. I cared and I wanted her to be safe. "I'm so sorry, I've got to go" she said

"Be safe" I shouted as she walked through the door. I looked over to my MacBook until it hit me, I had a story. A crime story.

I headed over to my computer and noted down everything appearing into my head, I was going to make Stef the main character but I had to change her name. Hmmm... Stefan. Perfect. I started writing crimes down for Stefan to resolve such as mystery murders. I was enjoying this and I had a good feeling.

•Ping• I was so engaged into my notes and my plot that I barely heard my phone buzz. It was Stef texting me to say 'I'll pick you up at 7' I was excited until I looked at the time. 6:00! Oh no. I rushed upstairs to shower allowing all the steam and water to run down body before putting on my outfit I had pulled out. Tight black high waisted jeans with a white blouse top tucked in messily with a black blazer over. It looked messy but very sexy. I topped this outfit with silver jewellery and black shiny heels. I was excited. It had been so long.

The door knocks as I welcome Stef in with a glass of wine. "Are you ready?" I ask getting my purse.

"I've called an Uber, because I'm planning to drink"

"So I'm going to see wild Stefanie"

"Most definitely. Yes"

We left the apartment and headed out to a close bar.