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You were moving! “What was that?” I asked. I started down the hallway toward the elevator when a head poked out of the apartment across from mine, almost crashing into me. I didn’t—”

I whirled and pointed at her, shirt in hand. I’d say let’s do it tonight and get your mind off the skank, but I have an audition.”

“Soon,” I said and took another sip of coffee. Cum for me! I swerved out of the way to avoid at the same time, and a moment later, she reemerged, her eyes wide as she looked from me to my front door. Now, there was no chance I was going to do either of those. She likes you, and she’s not seeing anyone.”

“I dunno,” I said. She’s not moving here. “…How am I supposed to get there?” She asked with a timid note in her voice.