Dave's phone was off as I tried calling him on my way over to his place last night. I was thinking of how I was going to get into his place for the apartment complex he lives in is quite big with many entrances and from previous observations, I hadn't noticed any "buzzer systems." When I got there, his phone was still off and I thought about creeping up to their window to knock on it, but decided I didn't want to be quite so creepy, especially after JUST meeting him and his roommates. I drove around to the other side and fornuately one of the doors was open for someone was moving in. I parked my car and as I walked up to the door, a young black man stood at the side of the truck and watched as I approached. "Hey there pretty lady" he said. I just smiled and said "hi."
As I walked through the door, we walked after me a bit, "Hey, what's your name? I'm your new neighbor."
I called back, "Liz."
"I'm Sean." (or Shawn?)
I think it's rather funny that it happened for I've been telling Dave my random stories about getting hit on. Just another one!
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So have you returned from your journey back to the shire?
Dave lives in an apartment complex
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