[ Lottie thinks it's a murderer at first, rightfully so, before recognizing that, yup, that's the face attached to the dude she's been texting. She pretends she didn't say 'what the fuck' under her breath, and pretends that she wasn't scared, putting on a small smile to get herself together. The light from inside her home spills onto him as she unlocks and opens the door, letting her get a better look at the guy who promised her no sleep tonight.
Not that she's really paying attention to him all so much, still reeling from this.. Bizarre introduction. ]
Hey! [ She ties her robe she threw on around her a little tighter, suddenly shy about her choice of clothing. Not that he gave her much time to debate on anything else, he was practically here despite his claim of ten minutes. This whole thing would be way easier if her brain wasn't fried from the fact he's on her balcony. How'd he get on her balcony again??? He missed her front door by a whole street.
Did she give him the wrong address? And.. wait - ] Did you.. Hurt yourself getting up here?
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Not that she's really paying attention to him all so much, still reeling from this.. Bizarre introduction. ]
Hey! [ She ties her robe she threw on around her a little tighter, suddenly shy about her choice of clothing. Not that he gave her much time to debate on anything else, he was practically here despite his claim of ten minutes. This whole thing would be way easier if her brain wasn't fried from the fact he's on her balcony. How'd he get on her balcony again??? He missed her front door by a whole street.
Did she give him the wrong address? And.. wait - ] Did you.. Hurt yourself getting up here?