After a long day of work the only thing on your mind as you walk down the desolate apartment hallway, is your king sized bed. The rustling of your keys, preparing them for the door, is the only noise echoing the walkway halls. As your destination comes closer, the sight of a disheveled woman and her scattered groceries dispersed on the carpeted floor comes into your view. Soft curses elude from her mouth trying to gather the food. You really wanted the feeling of a fluff comforter under your body right now, but the blonde woman's items have blocked your doorway. While approaching your door, a rolling apple knocks on your foot. Kneeling down your clasp the apple, tossing it softly, " I'm guessing this is yours." The blonde woman looks up- her natural beauty causes a smile to form-expanding your face. She climbs to her feet, straightening herself- her voice is soft almost milky, " Thanks, I was having a really rough day today. I guess my groceries hate me too." Lowering yourself to your knees- eyes staying focused on her, "I'll help you with that." She smiles.
While aiding you with recollecting her items- she introduces, " My name is Demi by the way, I live in 5B." Your eyes flicker to her door-key still in the slot, you chuckle inwardly at her dismay, " I live across from you." She erects and you follow suit- finished gathering her things. Turning on her heels, she walks to her door, " This is where I messed up last time," You motion for her to hand you the groceries. The door clicks and opens, " Thanks again, er... I never caught your name." A smile is evident, "Y/N."
Demi's hand brushes yours sending tingles down your spine. She hugs the bags to her body," I owe you one, thanks again." The door is ajar letting her in. The apartment layout is the same as yours but her's was filled with expensive things. Your's on the other hand cringed from it's emptiness. Demi resurfaced from the kitchen now standing behind the aperture of the door where you currently stood. " I think I'm all set." You both look at each other not really wanting to say goodbye just yet. The small encounter with her gave you a wanting for more. You lived in that apartment for months and never noticed her. On your feet- you invite, " How about we get a coffee or something sometime. I would love to hear about your adventure today." She giggles at your proposal.
"Sure, tomorrow?"
"Perfect." You both flash a smile of concurrence and she closes the door.
As you lay sprawled on the bed, the tiredness that filled your mind just a few minutes ago was replaced by happy thoughts of Demi.