Harlow snatched her extra large scarf off the back of the kitchen chair, wrapping it around her neck, as she made her way towards the front door to leave to the coffee shop. Her shift starts in 30 minutes and she can't be late, she already has two strikes. But with all of that on her mind, as she raced down the entrance steps to her car, she catches a glimpse of a body in a nearby window.
Her shift started in 30 minutes and she couldn’t be late, she already had two strikes. But with all of that on her mind, as she raced down the entrance steps to her car, she caught a glimpse of a body in a nearby window.
(Sorry. Just wanted to show you the past tense part.)
Sterling stepped back outside and ran a hand through his hair. He glanced over at the house next door and saw a young woman who looked vaguely familiar.
His eyebrows scrunched up as he quickly looked away, not wanting to look like he was staring. She really was familiar, though, and he couldn’t help but look back over at her.
(I told you I suck at tenses, haha, thx tho.)
She unlocked her car and glanced back at the window she saw the man in and realized he had exited the house and had carried boxes onto the landing of the house that she once connected dear memories too.
(Lol. I know. I’m just helping you!)
Sterling noticed the woman glance in his direction and quickly turned his attention back to his boxes. Should be go talk to her? She would be his neighbor, after all…
Checking the time, she whispered under her breath, /fudge nuggets!/, and started her car letting the cool air cleanse her. /Maybe I shouldn't have worn a scarf…/ she thought to herself.
(How do you get it Italliced?)
Checking the time, she whispered under her breath, /fudge nuggets!/, and started her car letting the cool air cleanse her. /Maybe I shouldn't have worn a scarf…/ she thought to herself.
(How do you get it Italliced?)
(Idk why it posted twice…)
(Italicization is an asterisk * on each side of a paragraph/sentence.
App errors are why that happened, btw.)
Sterling frowned when he saw the woman leaving. He wondered when she would come back, then shook his head and went back to moving boxes.
Having since arrived barely five minutes early, she had her apron on and coffee was out the door with the satisfied customers. Sighing, she took a sip of her favorite tea, sparkling strawberry sunrise, when the chime of the bell on the door had rung for the seventh time.
(Idk where to go from here… also, I gotta go to bed.)
(Okay. Night, Kate!
Maybe we could skip til she gets home?)
(Okai)
(Do you want to start or should I?)
(Go for it! I'm not going to be on tomorrow, I'm going to a Hockey game. Sorry.)
(Oof, dang. Okay.)
Sterling had managed to bring all his boxes inside and had gotten them to their respective rooms. Now, he just needed to unpack.
He groaned and went to the bedroom. That would probably be a good place to start…
After a long day of work Harlow just wanted to sleep but she was also having a hardcore craving for a burger and fries. After thinking for a bit she decided to stop at In and Out burger. Thinking she was hungry enough she ordered two burgers a shake and a large fry. She parked her car and collected the food. Getting out she once again spotted the man next door hanging a large painting on the wall, he looks exhausted she thought to her self and made the split second decision to ring his doorbell. After all, they were going to be neighbors.
Sterling glanced at the door, slightly confused, then made his way over. He wasn’t expecting any company, but maybe it was one of his neighbors.
“Hello?” he asked with a polite smile as he opened the door.
Harlow felt speechless, staring into her once beloved best friends eyes. He had moved away so long ago and she had pushed aside all memories of him since he had rejected her. Although, he didn't seem to remember her by the look on his face.
"Hi!" she managed to sputter out. "I live just over there and I saw how exhausted you looked. I thought you could use some food…I mean I got it for me but- nevermind. Here," she lifted the plastic bag with the food in it up to him, returning the smile.
Her voice… And her eyes… Why were they so familiar to him?
Mentally shaking off his thoughts, he took the bag from her with a grateful grin.
“Thank you. I’m actually starving,” Sterling chuckled. “I’m Sterling. Sterling Ainsley. As you probably noticed, I just moved in… Actually, I technically just moved back in. My parents lived here, but they sold me their house.”
His voice was much deeper but still had that crispness to it. Gosh I've missed him
"That's great! Enjoy!" Harlow could feel herself shrink back when he confirmed he didn't remember her with the look in his eyes. "Sorry I've gotta run, my dog she must be as starving as you are. Nice to meet you though." As if on cue she could hear Lemonade barking at the window in view. Harlow slowly made her way on the deck.
Sterling chuckled. "Thanks again for the food. What's you dog's name, by the way?"
Harlow snicked a little before responding, "Lemonade."
"Cute name," Sterling said with a smirk. He frowned slightly as he remembered something, and then it clicked. "Harlow?"
"Uh, how do you- You remember me?" Harlow stuttered, surprised he had remembered her name.
"Yes!" Sterling laughed, wrapping his arms around her and spinning whe around. "I'm just sorry I didn't realize it before. I'm surprised you remember me!"
Harlow laughed a little, surprised by the hug. "I didn't want to make it awkward if you didn't remember me."