She swears she doesn't mean it...
After all, who in their right mind would open a door for a stranger whilst they're barely covered?
She's not a pervert and it wasn't her fault, okay?
But it'd be a lie if she said that she didn't like what she saw, cause she did...she really did.
Initially, the plan was to check out her new neighbor. She got news that the old property near to her home had been bought by someone and they were constructing a new home there. She just wanted to say hi and introduce herself to her new neighbor, and give him a housewarming gift, that's all she's here for.
But to her absolute surprise, she was greeted by her new neighbor in a very, very stimulating way.
He opened the door to her with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. His gorgeous blond hair was still dripping wet with water. The moment she saw him, she could swear that the world freaking stopped all of a sudden, if not, slowed down at the very least.
She couldn't control where her eyes landed after that. She was stunned by his facial features; the man before him was like someone straight out of the romance novels she consumes on a daily basis. Hell, even Prince Charming had nothing on this guy.
'And damn! Those pecs? Gurll~~'
God was unfair as he sure took his time sculpting this man when he was creating him. He had a perfectly lean body and was bulky in all the right places. Geez, his skin tone was enviable too, she kind of wanted to ask what skincare he was using.
And...once again, she's not a pervert, okay! It's not her fault! The towel was carelessly wrapped around his waist, and she was too stunned to control her actions! It wasn't her fault that she got a peak of his 'Excalibur'!
'Pinkish tip— Ahhhhh!!!! Erica! Gurl, snap out of it!'
"Hi?"
"Uhm..."
'Please stop seducing me?'
'Maybe get dressed first before opening the door?'
'You're arms look big, can you wrap them around my neck— aaaaaa!!'
What exactly was she supposed to say here? Nevermind that actually, can she even speak like this? Cause try as she might, her eyes just wouldn't freaking leave his body!
And it seems that her hot neighbor noticed that she was staring too much. He looked at himself and she watched as the color drained from his face.
"I'll get back to you in a moment..."
'Geez, that's a deep voice he got. I wonder how deep he can— AAAAY PAUSE!!!'
Erica shook her head as soon as the door closed on her. She took a deep breath and got rid of her hormonal thoughts...as best as she could at least.
"Ooh lala~" she muttered, swearing that that's the final horny thought before fixing her expression.
She saw several people who shared the same name as him but none came even remotely close to what he looked like.
(She also wouldn't be able to see socials since Cedric had his on private and he uses a cartoon image for his profile picture)
"Is he a ghost then? No, no he shouldn't be. He's too handsome and precious to be one. An angel maybe? Gah! What am I even thinking!"
Erica slumped on her bed and felt quite disappointed.
"Ugh, what's wrong with me? Am I really this desperate? This easy?"
"Nope, this isn't me! I swear that was just a moment of weakness!"
"I'm just tired. Yeah, that's it! I just returned from an exhausting trip after all! Yup, that makes sense..."
"Once I'm sufficiently rested. I wouldn't make a fool of myself in front of him again. I'd laugh and realize that he isn't much once I get over this initial phase. Yup, that's what will happen. Manifesting!!!"
Sighing because of her ridiculous claims, Erica lay weakly on her bed. Now that she had time to herself once again, she could feel exhaustion creeping up on her.
As she was about to fall asleep, she was suddenly jolted by a sudden alarm from her system. Nearly jumping out of fright, she glared at the call alert. Huffing, she sat up and answered the call...
"The hell do you want!?"
"Hello to you too Erica. Good evening as well. Wow, I'm so touched by your warm greetings that I'm nearly reduced to tears. I knew that you have always been the sweetest girl that has ever walked this planet. Other bitches out there just couldn't compare themselves to you."
Veins protruded on Erica's head as she listened to the words of the caller.
"I don't have time for your shit, Francis. Say what you want and leave me the fuck alone, I'm on vacation for crying out loud. I don't want to hear or see you while I'm supposed to be resting."
"Love you too, Erica." The caller, now named Francis, snorted on the other line. "Anyway, listen up since I want this to be quick. Don't think that I want to listen to your ugly ass bitching voice either. I, too, am on vacation, just like everyone else. But we can't escape from our responsibilities."
"..." Erica rolled her eyes but didn't say anything.
"Captain managed to extend our vacation to a month. That's the good news. The bad news is that, as soon as this month is over, we're gonna be sent to hell again. This time, the Receding Hairline Committee wants us to capture that land pronto."
"Ugh, god! Kill me now, please."
"Mood." Francis replied, "Anyway, let's enjoy our vacation but don't forget to gather the materials needed for the next project."
"Copy, that." Erica grumbled.
"Great! Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get laid ASAP!"
Beep
"Ugh! Ew..."