How did I even make it back into my flat without floating??
Amulya bounces on bed like a toddler seeing snow for the first time
Amulya
He’s here. He’s right here.
Hugging cushion like it holds six years of quiet love
Amulya
“I’m going to talk to him.”
half-laughing, half-dreaming
“Tomorrow. First thing."
Amulya
“Hi… this is Amulya. I’m your neighbor.”
Nope. Too weird.
Morning. Kinda.Amulya wakes up late with messy hair, raspy voice opens door.
Amulya
👀
He’s THERE.
Standing. Hoodie. Phone. Trash bag.
She actually squeaked. Like… a mouse.
Then SLAMS the door shut like it’s on fire.
Leans against door
breathing like she ran a marathon
Mirror. Hair = Bird’s nest.
Fix it. Fix it. Fix it.
grabs trash bag.
Opens door slowly
approaches him, smiling too hard
Amulya
“Hi!”
(Too loud. Definitely too loud.)
Tarun
[Looks up, surprised]
Amulya
“You also came to throw trash? What a coincidence.”
Tarun
“…Yeah.”
nods
Elevator Ding
In the elevator, Amulya steps in beside him.
Amulya
“I’m… Amulya. Your neighbor. 304.”
Tarun
Polite smile
“I’m in 306.”🙂
Amulya
(here comes the impulsive blurting)
“I’ve seen your page before.”
GAHHHH😣
“Online. I mean. You post perfect stuff. Not like—I’m not stalking or anything…”😓
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