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it’s a decent neighborhood, minimal sirens and few midnight brawls, starkly different from the one he’d grown up in what seems like ages ago. and for the most part, there is nothing inherently odd about the place at all. no, the neighbors keep to themselves, polite when they pass him in the hall, and the apartment building himself is in relatively good shape for the price.

but of course, you speak too soon, and the city that never sleeps is going to have to charge you.

he sees her before she sees him, and in truth, he has not a clue WHAT TO THINK. she’s cute. that’s what he thinks first at least. but he’s known that about her —and little else— since first moving in here, and he wonders why it is she always seems to either hold his gaze long enough to make him look away with his cheeks burning or not catch it at all, her own a vibrant red. so maybe there is something a bit ODD, but not inherently. not at all. just… endearing.

that’s the word that comes to mind as she unravels her predicament, and he stifles a laugh for the sake of her dignity, but his own amusement is due more to the extent of his relief than to the fact she’s standing there on her own doorstep near naked. “ oh, yeah, you - you, uh… come in. ” because he feels HORRIBLE, doesn’t want her out here in the hallway when a draft’s running through it, and he doesn’t know ALL of their neighbors. still room for odd. “ i’ve got a phone.” of course you do, moron ! “ and - a shirt, if you’d like. ”

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          She’s SLOW to hide her relief, and it spreads like sunshine across her face, breaking through a sky full of clouds to ever-so-softly warm her face. “ Bless, ” she says with a BASHFUL smile. “ Seriously, thank you. This kind of stuff never happens to me, so I guess I’m DUE, but… ” There’s nothing else to say, because soon enough she’s standing in his apartment, holding her spine rigid so she won’t accidentally soak the floors like some sodden dog dragging water all over the place. She’s sure he’s already regretting letting her in, and she doesn’t want to spend more time than already has making him rue the day he let her into his apartment. 

She reaches up to brush thin droplets out from over her brow, both her tanned arms wrapping around her plump stomach self-consciously. She’d worried, just for a second, that her towel had come close to falling. Now that would have been one hell of a first impression. Not her STYLE, though. She’s the kind of person that brings you housewarming cookies, or a pint of ice cream. Not water damage and a strip tease. Her sister has always told her that CRAZY things happen in the big city, but somehow Betty doesn’t think this is what Polly meant. Or maybe it is. She’s not too sure what her older sister is up to these days. 

Maybe she should call her and catch up. After Veronica, though. She’ll want to hear all about this. 

“ Thank you, ” she says gratefully, taking the shirt from his hand when he returns. “ Um… sorry, where’s the bathroom? Can’t exactly put this on right here… ” 

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