I was in the middle of watching The Big Bang Theory when someone knocked on my door. Really? I'm literally too comfortable to get up.
After a few seconds debating over wether or not I should answer the door, I decided to not be rude and answer it. I quickly looked down, checking my outfit, making sure I looked decent enough to give money to some Girl Scouts or something.
I swung the door open to see Luke who -as far as I know- isn't a Girl Scout.
First off, how does he know which apartment is mine?
Second, why does he even want to see me? I think I made it clear that I just wanted to be acquaintances, if not less.
I blinked a few times, making sure I wasn't just hallucinating from my everlasting lack of sleep.
"Luke?"
"Um, yeah. Hi," he said, awkwardly shifting his weight from each foot.
"Hi?"
"Erm... How are you?"
Seriously?
"I'm good. Thanks, but can I ask why you randomly decided to show up at my apartment," I asked, trying to be polite. I kinda just wanted to get back to my Big Bang Theory marathon.
"Well..." He trailed off
I nodded for him to continue.
"I don't know, I was hoping we could hang out or something? I-I mean, if you want," he stuttered.
But
The Big Bang Theory....
"Yeah, we can hang out," I muttered, motioning for him to come in.
"Thanks," he smiled, taking off his sweatshirt, throwing it off to nowhere, and plopping down on the couch.
"Habit of making yourself at home?" I asked, raising my eyebrow.
"A little," he smirked, putting his feet up on the other half of the couch.
"It's alright, same problem here."
I padded over to him, swiftly moving his feet from my seat and sitting down next to him.
"Hey," he pouted
"Hay is for horses."
"Neighhh," he replied, trying to do an impression of a horse.
"Sorry, was that a horse or a screeching cat?"
He stuck up his middle finger, laughing.
I tilted my head back and joined him in laughter.
"You started it," I giggled.
"Fuck off."
"You first, babe."
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A/N: Luke is so awkward and Annabelle is so done with him.
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Stranger | l.h
Fanfiction"I'm not here to give sympathy, and I'm sure as hell not here to give advice." He paused briefly, swiping some fallen pieces of his blonde hair back into place. "Besides, who's better to tell your problems to than a stranger?"
