This had not gone at all according to plan. After spending a few years finding her footing in her new existence, living in various places and trying different professions, she'd somehow ended up with a position in DC, a good-paying job and a connection to get a space in a building that she would never be able to afford without the aforementioned job. Everything had fallen into place beautifully...
Until moving day arrived. A blustery fall day with a stormy morning that had jammed the roads, the van had gotten behind schedule, and in the end they'd arrived just in time to quickly unload before rushing off to another client on a very tight schedule. It was only because of how panicked the two men had looked that she'd agreed to the whole arrangement, which unfortunately left her with teetering piles of labeled boxed in her new living room and a whole heap of them piled up in the hallway outside her front door as well.
Those wayward boxes are what must have caught her neighbors attention, she thought to herself when the door opened and a stranger appeared. Clad in jeans, sneakers and a worn green hoodie, her hair pulled back in a now very messy ponytail, she looked a bit sheepish when she shot him an apologetic smile.
"I'm so sorry for the mess, sugar, I'll get it all-- contained as quick as I can, I promise." To prove her point, she grabs yet another box and heaves it into her arms.
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Date: 2017-12-06 07:19 am (UTC)Until moving day arrived. A blustery fall day with a stormy morning that had jammed the roads, the van had gotten behind schedule, and in the end they'd arrived just in time to quickly unload before rushing off to another client on a very tight schedule. It was only because of how panicked the two men had looked that she'd agreed to the whole arrangement, which unfortunately left her with teetering piles of labeled boxed in her new living room and a whole heap of them piled up in the hallway outside her front door as well.
Those wayward boxes are what must have caught her neighbors attention, she thought to herself when the door opened and a stranger appeared. Clad in jeans, sneakers and a worn green hoodie, her hair pulled back in a now very messy ponytail, she looked a bit sheepish when she shot him an apologetic smile.
"I'm so sorry for the mess, sugar, I'll get it all-- contained as quick as I can, I promise." To prove her point, she grabs yet another box and heaves it into her arms.