[cashewmanz]

A week passes, and I find myself sitting on the steps outside of your building, waiting. We'd talked on the phone several times over the past few days, and were still finding things out about each other. I didn't really know what we were doing; as far as I could tell we were just growing closer as friends. But I couldn't deny a weird fuzzy feeling I would get when I heard your voice, or pictured your face. Hearing the door open behind me, I turned to greet you. "Morning, Dawn! Today's the big day! Ready to find out what we've got in us?"