Chance Meeting

Eight

When Aerin finally woke up around Noon that Day, she didn't realize she wasn't alone in the house like she normally was. Ash's car wasn't in the driveway, so she assumed he'd headed into the office early that Morn like he usually did during the week. Since she wasn't expecting any guests, she didn't think to check the rest of the house, including either of the guest rooms down in the basement.

        Like she normally did, the young woman started taking care of some household chores after turning on her playlist of wilder Poison songs that were her favorites. It contained a mixture of songs covering topics from making one's Dreams happen to some of the raunchiest sexual tunes she'd ever heard in her Life. But she'd grown up on the vast majority of these songs, found others once she was an adult through a game she played, and they made a great playlist for when she wanted to move fast–which was always the case when she was cleaning.

        After a couple hours of cleaning up, she headed out back for a smoke to judge how hot it was since she never fully relied on Weather reports from the local news and Weather apps. They Changed so often–sometimes every couple hours–that she swore the meteorologists making them went to work drunk, then got high on their lunch breaks, too. Maybe that was quite the exaggeration on her part, but that was the only thing she could think of, despite the old Weather adage for her area.

        Deciding it was simply too damn hot to wanna mow the yard today like she'd been thinking about doing, Aerin headed back into the house where it was nice and cool. Maybe she'd head out and mow a lil later this Eve before it got too Dark out since the yard wasn't that big, and most of it was covered by landscaping. Then again, she could always go grab the weed whacker from the storage shed and take care of that since there was even less weed-whacking to do. Now that she thought about it, that sounded like the perfect thing to do so she'd get some outdoor Time, after all, not to mention still get some shit done around the house. With a nod to herself, she headed back to her room to throw on a pair of jeans and what she called her work boots so she could do just that.

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Down in the basement, Bobby was still sleeping like a rock, totally unaware the young woman he'd decided to pay a visit to after his tour was up and had been for a couple hours. He was still sprawled out pretty much the exact same way Ash'd left him that Morn, although he'd readjusted his head in his sleep a couple Times.

        He certainly wasn't expecting a sudden roar to jolt him awake and make him bolt upright, Terror momentarily making its home in his eyes. His heart rate shot up and he gasped for Air for the first few seconds, his brow furrowing as he realized what he'd heard that'd woken him up. Somebody was upstairs doing some yard work, but he couldn't quite tell if it was Aerin or one of the neighbors. The Silver Fox grumbled as he threw his legs over the edge of the bed, knowing he wouldn't be getting back to sleep now, no matter how hard he tried.

        Making a mental note to question the younger bassist about his supposedly soundproof basement later, he headed for the bathroom. It didn't seem like the young woman was even in the house, and if she was, she was being particularly quiet upstairs. The house was as Silent as a tomb aside from the AC running, which was a bit unnerving since he wasn't familiar with his surroundings. Bobby still shrugged off the feeling and took care of the business at hand, debating trying to find food just yet.

        "Well, at least whoever was making all that racket's quick and efficient," he sighed, settling back on the bed he'd woken up in. "I didn't think they'd get done with their yard work this quick."

        Moments later, he heard a door open upstairs, and he realized it'd really been Aerin who'd been the culprit.

        "Whew," the bassist heard her say as that door closed. "Good Gods, maybe I shouldn't have done that."