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Promt: “i know we hate each other but it’s christmas eve and your flight was cancelled please come inside”
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Laura sighed and leaned heavily into the wooden doorframe, the edge digging into her shoulder through her woolen jumper.
“Karnstein if you don’t get in here I swear I’ll drag you in by your hair.”
Glaring across the hall and sitting dejectedly on a black rolling suitcase was Laura’s ever broody and extremely rude neighbor, Carmilla Karnstein. An artist of some sort, she had moved in not four months prior and right off the bat Laura wanted to strangle her-even if she was stupidly attractive with her wild mess of dark curls and what her best friend LaFontaine liked to call “Siren Seduction Eyes”. Ten minutes earlier a raised voice had drawn the young journalist from a holiday Doctor Who marathon and lead her to accidentally catch the end of the irate woman’s conversation. A nor’easter had swept in ahead of the local new station’s prediction and all flights were canceled for the evening.
“You know the snow isn’t going to let up and we’re both by ourselves. Wouldn’t you rather be all doom and gloom with someone?”
Carmilla grimaced and pocketed her phone. “Misery does love company…” she griped.
“That’s the spirit.” Laura answered dryly and pushed away from the doorframe. “Put your things in your apartment and come over when you’re ready. I’ve got hot chocolate and tea but if you want something stronger bring your own.”
With a pointed look, answered with an arched brow that screamed annoyance, Laura retreated into her little one bedroom apartment leaving the door cracked in an unspoken welcome. She ignored the snide remark about Doctor Who and tried to figure out the small wave of relief meant when the door clicked closed a moment later and she could hear boots being toe’d off by the entrance.
Some company…