Emily had used her last quarters on the dryer in her apartment building's laundry room. Running a hand through her hair, she realized she was out of cash too. She only had $200 left in her checking account and still had another week before her first payday at her new job. Absentminded, she didn't see the guy falling down the stairs until he rammed into her, scattering her clean clothes everywhere.
A frantic voice sounded before cutting itself off. "I'm so sorry! Here, let me help y—"
Just what she needed today. She really hoped that her clothes hadn't fallen on anything too dirty.
"Geez, watch where you're going!" she snapped before looking up at the apologetic face in front of her. Thin silver glasses…messy blonde hair…puppy dog eyes. She knew this face. "Do I know you?"
The guy seemed surprised. "Nope, I just moved in today."
