_{“ – Was that the door?”}

_{[ Dark eyes stare at the white door of her apartment, a thoughtful hum escaping her lips. Her phone buzzes, no doubt a friend ( or some guy she’d been flirting with at the pub ) demanding her attention. ]} 

_{[ But freckled skin ignore the device. ]}

#; open  #aaaaaye  

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