#i always get carried away it’s a bad bad habit xbdhdhdhdh

[lilacheavns]

@sunflowerswriting

the sky was completely clear and a vibrant blue colour when izzy left work that morning. it was now nearly five and she was more than eager to get home and out of the stuffy building she was stuck in for hours. she had been running around all day, answering phone calls or emails, filing paper work and taking whatever orders her coworkers threw at her. being an assistant was a tiring job and not one she particularly liked but it paid decently which was all that really mattered to her. she doesn’t bother saying goodbye to anyone before leaving, letting out a sigh as she puts her back against the wall of the elevator. she bolts out as soon as it reaches the ground floor and opens with a soft ding. her roommate had borrowed her car for the day, meaning izzy had to walk home. she only lived about twenty minutes away so the walk didn’t sound so bad until she got outside and looked up. the once open sky was now filled with dark grey clouds, gentle rumbles of thunder coming from them. she thought about calling a cab but decided to risk it, thinking she could get home before it started to storm. she was wrong.

izzy was almost home when it started to rain. it came flooding down, completely drenching her. she held her bag over her head in a pathetic attempt to stop some of the rain, cursing herself for not just calling the stupid cab. she was relieved when her house was within eyesight, her brisk walk turning into a jog as she grew closer. she climbed up the front porch and fumbled in her bag for her house keys. she always kept them in the same pocket but this time they weren’t there. she looks through her entire bag, even dumps it out completely — no sign of them. “you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me,” she whines, the thunder roaring behind her. her roommate was at their night shift and wouldn’t be back until the morning.

izzy groans and leans her head against the door for a moment as she thinks about her options. there weren’t very many, since she was relatively new to the area she didn’t have any friends close by that she would reach out to. it was then that she remembered a certain male — mateo. they had came across one another a few times, smiling at each other in acknowledgement but hadn’t actually talked more than that. she had snuck a number of cheeky glances at him when he was on his porch or in the yard, admiring different things about him but was never the type to initiate anything. now though, she really had no choice. she turns on her heel and sprints across the street to his house, awkwardly stepping up onto his porch. izzy loudly knocks on the door a few times then takes a step back, her soaked through clothing clinging to her small frame. her heart clammers in her chest as she hears it unlock. once it swings open her eyes meet his. “um, hey. my uh, roommate is out and like an idiot i’ve seemed to have lost my keys. do you mind if i hang here until the rain lets up?”