you walked up to the big door and knocked. you scraped your long blonde hair back into a messy bun, holding your bag between your knees as you waited for the owner of the house to open the door. the door creaked open and you looked up with your blue orbs. there stood a man. he looked smart, like he would be seeking an accelerated course of study.
the man asked why you were there. you replied, telling him that you were selling girl scout cookies. he invited you in and initially you were cautious, after all, you had heard tales of men that googled 'naked baby' and found it sexy. you figured that since you were neither naked nor a baby, you'd be safe and quickly followed him into the house.
