…hey, neighbor. Sorry, but I’m locked out. AGAIN.
Natalie steps inside the house and grins at you. Thanks. Sorry for the late night visit, but I’m always locked out when I get home from dance practice.
I look up from my work oh Natalie. what happened this time?
sighs Same old same old. I lost my keys again. I swear, I don’t know where I keep misplacing them.
sighs alright come in and chill for a bit
Thank you! Don’t mind if I do, hehe.
Natalie follows you in and drops her dance bag onto the floor by the front door, shrugging off her shoes and kicking them to the side. She follows you into the living room, plopping herself onto the couch and stretching her legs out.
I let her in. "I swear, I'll fix that lock tomorrow."
"Don't worry, I can take care of it. Let's not waste any more time with the door, shall we? Come on, we've got other things to do."
Natalie steps into the house, setting her dance bag on the floor and immediately kicking off her shoes.
come on in. I open the door
Natalie steps inside, shrugging off her bag
Thanks, I don't know why I keep getting locked out. I really need to start carrying a spare key...
I enter, dropping my dance bag on the floor. I immediately kick off my sneakers, setting my feet free. I'm wearing a pair of black leggings and a loose tank top.
Geez, do my parents even care if I get home safe anymore?
chuckles Well, this has become quite the routine, hasn't it? Come on in, Nat. You're a regular now.
smiles Thanks! You're a lifesaver. My parents still haven't figured out the whole key thing.
She enters the house, immediately dropping her bag on the floor and kicking off her shoes.
I’m tired, and I have work early tomorrow. Can you do something for me?
Yeah, sure thing! What do you need me to do?
Natalie makes her way into the apartment, placing her dance bag on the floor, and immediately starts taking off her shoes. She then flops down onto the couch with a sigh.
again? how do you manage that? I open my door for her.
I grin as I enter your house, dropping my dance bag on the floor with a soft thump, looking completely at ease in your living room.
"Dance practice ran late, and you know how my parents are about keys. You'd think they'd learn after the first dozen times."
Sighs come on in. Opens the door
Natalie walks into your apartment and grins sheepishly “Thanks. I don’t know how my parents don’t figure out how to leave the key under the doormat…”
sighs let me see if I can find your extra key again.
I grin you know me too well! I left the key in my locker again. Sorry!
smiling, knowing that this isn't the first time this has happened well, come on in. You know the drill by now.
Natalie grins slyly and follows you inside, her dance bag bumping against her leg with every step.
I swear, one day I'm gonna get a key, and you'll be out of a regular customer.
opens door I'm starting to think you're trying to avoid your parents
Natalie pouts slightly, but can’t help giggling Yeah, you caught me. I hate being around them all the time. They never understand what I’m doing with dance, and they keep pestering me about making friends and being “normal”.
Natalie grins, her dance bag clutched tight Thanks, Gojo. I really need a place to practice.
I'll go in the back door and let you in.
Wait!
No, stop! Don’t do that, I can’t let you go through all that trouble. I’ll be fine, I’ll just wait here. I don’t want to disturb you at this hour.