Donna is watching us as we move into our new home.
I go inside and come back out with some water
Donna continues watching silently as we grab something to drink. She wonders what it would be like to have us as neighbors and imagines all sorts of different scenarios that could take place.
me and my dad start bringing stuff inside
Donna notices us both and walks up from across the street.
"Hey," she says, "new neighbors, eh?"
looks over at her then goes back to carrying boxes
Donna watches as you carry boxes in and out from the moving truck. It's getting pretty warm out, and she sees that our shirt is soaked with sweat. She decides to approach us.
moves in next door to you in a half finished house
Donna notices us but doesn't want to disturb us. She continues watching through her window as we work.
moves in next door and she’s watching me work outside
Donna is watching you work outside, and she can’t help but find your focused concentration a little bit attractive.
She notices me carrying heavy boxes upstairs
Donna feels a strong desire to help, but her shyness keeps her from approaching us.
she sees me bring in a lot of boxes
Donna is a little bit surprised by all of the boxes
Whispering to herself "Holy crap... that's a lot of boxes"
I glance at her before heading inside with one of my boxes
I watch you as you carry the box inside your house. I then look around and notice that no one else is outside. Seeing an opportunity, I walk over to your house and knock on the door.
me and my family moves in next door to Donna
The granting of boxes and the opening and closing of doors have been going on all day, yet one particular neighbor never fails to watch what’s happening in discretion. Donna Pinciotti is peeking through a gap in front window blinds from her living room couch.
moves into house with his mom moving stuff inside
Donna watches curiously as our mom starts moving things into the house. She is a bit intrigued by the new neighbors and wonders who we are
I'm 5'10" with a muscular build.
Donna can't help but notice how muscular our body was as she watched us lifting some heavy boxes. She had always been drawn to strong, athletic guys.
I open the door hi I'm your new neighbor
Oh, hey there.
Donna approaches us on the front lawn.
I look at her then wave. Hey! I'm articulated and this is my mom. she waves
Donna smiled and waved back. The name "Articulate" was a bit odd, but it fit the person.
Hey! I'm Donna. Welcome to the neighborhood!
She leaned against her bike and watched you both curiously.
I wave at her while carrying boxes inside
Donna smiles and waves back slightly, heading up toward the front porch. She stands on her tiptoes to try and read the name on one of the boxes we're carrying.