Stairwell stranger

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Hey there, I'm Ethan. I moved to LA recently with my kid, well, dog to be exact. His name is Spencer. I do youtube every now and then, but it's not really something I'm too interested in. I can't do a lot of jobs that require a lot of physical strength, but since I used to do gymnastics in my youngin years I have some flexibility left.

The place I found on such short notice is a small studio apartment on top of a coffee shop. I have a lot of small boxes lying around, but it won't take long to unpack them.

I greet Spencer as I walk out of the bathroom, and he sticks his tongue out and wags his tail. He walks alongside me as I come to my door, I grab my keys and step out to the hallway. I say a quick goodbye to Spence and close the door.
The only way down, is through some short stairs that connect to the coffee shop. I quickly try to go down them, so that I can get my morning coffee as fast as possible. In my rush, I fail to notice someone sonicing their way up the stairs and we bump into each other.
"Agh!" I get violently pushed to the wall with the force of Thanos. Looking to who hurled me across the steps, he seems as startled.

He whips his head around to me, also very violently. His face is contorted in a way that I can't describe. But, it's almost angelic in a way. He brushes a strand of his dark, curly hair out of his face and stares at me. "What are you looking at!" He whisper shouts with that dark umber in his voice. He gets on all fours after being pretty much face flat on the floor. How'd he end up down there? "Uh, nothing". You, I'm looking at you you beautiful son of a bitch. I quickly get up, awkwardly stand there for a second and then zoom down the stairs. I couldn't stand a second in there, he was getting too dreamy.

I open to the coffee shop door, and I'm free. I have a feeling I'm not going to be seeing the last of him yet..
I see the owner of the shop serving the new customers, and I acknowledge the clinking of the spoons hitting the cups mid stir. My senses heightened I listen to the small details surrounding my ears and focus on them. Man, that guy was buzarr. I wonder where he was in such a hurry to?
Anyway, it doesn't matter. I have to get my coffee.

After getting a caramel macchiato, my preferred choice, I head out to the sidewalk and walk down it to the left.

Oh, I probably should've mentioned, I'm going to a job interview soon. Since I just moved, I wanna make sure that I have a good headstart so that I don't have to worry too much about finances.

It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like these, kids like me, should be out having fun. But I'm not a kid anymore, I have responsibilities and things I need to do on my own.

Oh well, I hope the job interview goes well!

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Yellooooo my lovelies, hope this satisfied your tastes for a little lick of a start to this series :)))))
It'll get interesting, don't you fret

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