THIS IS JUST A SMALL MEETING THEM ONE SHOT. SO NO ROMANTIC STUFF IN THIS ONE.
The sound of rain fell on the windows, and the darkness surrounded me. The lights flickered on and off before choosing not to work.
My father wasn't home, and he never wants to leave the renties without light when the power goes out. He has baggies made up for this occasion.
I turned my phone light on and went to the closet where he kept the boxes. I pulled one out and the side ripped. Yay. I pulled the suitcase next to it out and unzipped it, there was a bunch of baggies in it, too. The old man is smart.
I zipped it back up and started to the door. The emergency lights in the hall were on, so I didn't have to use my phone anymore. I pulled the case behind me and knocked on the doors on the first floor. Most people have been here long enough to know everything in the bags and what their purpose is.
I made it to the second floor before I ran out. I went back to my apartment and got more, I just put them in the suitcase because it's easier this way. I knocked on doors and gave out bags. When people weren't home I used the master key and put the bag on the table or on their couch. Which ever one I found first. I made it to floor four before I ran out. It like he knows exactly how many we need for every floor!
I knocked on a door on the fifth floor and there was a young woman.
"Hello?" She said opening the door.
"Hi. I'm the landlords daughter. I'm here with your baggie?" I asked.
"I'm sorry?" She asked.
"Oh, when the power goes out we give the people renting bags. It has a flashlight, a few glow sticks, a bottle of water, granola bars, and these candles that burn for 12 hours long." I said.
"That's sweet. I haven't been here all that long so I wouldn't really know." She opened the door all the way.
"Well some of the other people have turned of their flash lights on their phones and put the water bottle on top of it and it should light up the entire room." I explained, getting a baggie to hand her.
"Thank you." She replied, shutting her door.
I continued giving people their things and finally made it to the seventh floor. Nobody lives on the eighth floor because it's getting renovated. I left the suitcase at the bottom of the stair. I knocked on the door to my left and the old man came out.
"Hi (Y/N). I was wondering if you were gonna come up or your dad. I haven't seen you for a while." He smiled.
"Yeah. Dad is with mom on a date. It's just me." I explained.
"Date night. I remember date night. It was the best with my wife. May she Rest In Peace." He smiled.
"I'm sorry. Here's your bag." I handed him his bag, "Is there anything else I can do for you?"
"Actually, can you crack the glow stick? I never could." He said.
"Yea. I grabbed the stick from in his bag an cracked it, then shook it. "There you go." I handed him it back.
"Thank you." He shut the door.
I turned around and knocked on the door parallel to his. This is the last one. Nobody answered so I grabbed my key and unlocked the door. I pulled my phone out and I carried the bag. I walked up half the stairs, oh god. Who ever lives here must be so in shape. I made my way up the rest of the stair and looked around. There was just a door. I opened it there was a bathroom to my left and more stair to my right. I walked up the steps and there was a door. I knocked on it as I opened it.
"Hello, anyone home?" I asked, pushing the door open.
"Um, who are you?" A young man with glasses said.
"I'm (Y/N), the land lords daughter. I'm here with a thing for you. It is like a bag with stuff you might need. Like water and glow sticks." I said.
"Phil! Who is here?" Another man asked.
"Th landlords kid. She has glow sticks!" He said.
"Oh." He came in, with his phone light on.
"How did you get in?" The first man asked.
"I've got a master key. It unlocks every door in the building." I explained.
"So. You can get in our house anytime you want?" He asked.
"Yeah. Pretty much." I shrugged.
"You don't, do you?" The other one asked.
"No. I've never used it except for now. I used it to put your bag in here for when you guys came home. But you are already home. I'm sorry." I held the bag out.
"It's fine." The first one said.
"What is the bag for?" The second one said.
"When the power goes out my dad gives out things. There is a flash light, a few glow sticks, a bottle of water, some granola bars, and candles that burn for about twelve hours." I explained.
"Thank you. That's cool." The first one accepted the bag.
"It's not problem. Some of the others take the label off of the water and put their phone lights under them. It lights the whole room." I explained. The second one reached in the bag and did what I just explained.
"Wow. That's cool science shit." He said.
"You guys look familiar." I looked at their faces, I've seen them before.
"Oh, that's weird. I know I have seen you guys before. Oh! You guys are from that thing on Radio One, right?" I asked. "My friend watches you guys a lot. No offense, but I never really got into anything online really."
"That's cool. It is nice to meet fans, but I don't think I want them knowing where we live." The second one said.
"I'm sorry. I really don't know your guys names." I admitted.
"I'm Dan and that's Phil." The second one.
"You really don't know who we are?" Phil asked.
"Uhm. Am I supposed to? I'm sorry." I apologized.
"No. It's just that a lot of our fans are about your age." He replied.
"Oh. I guess I'll have to look into you guys then." I smiled, and as if I'm cue the lights flickered on.
"It was nice meeting you guys, but I have to go and take care of a few things." I waved and started away.
