MICAH RODRIGUEZ
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Post by MICAH RODRIGUEZ on Aug 9, 2011 4:02:04 GMT
Last night Micah promised Naomi he'd come check out her air conditioner. Apparently she was burning up, and not in the good way. So, he'd come save her from the heat. How lame of him? He actually thought he was a hero? Nope, just trying to boost the self confidence. Micah didn't know if Naomi did this to every guy she spoke to, but it's like she put her own little spell on him. No, he couldn't say he loved her or anything crazy like that, but he really wanted to impress her. He really liked her. Not just for her body either, Micah couldn't even explain to himself how he liked her so much, but I guess you can't hide your feelings. Right?
Taking a deep breath Micah looked back over the address while he pulled a shirt on and slid on his hat before grabbing his tool belt and keys. Jogging down the stairs, then to his car he threw the tool belt into the passenger seat before sliding into the car. His hands were sweaty, a sign of him being nervous. Not only was he nervous but he was frustrated that he was nervous. He didn't want to seem up tight around her. So nervous and frustrated that he didn't see this crazy black Mercedes zoom right in front of him. Damn, dude. Thanks for the slap back to reality.Soon enough, the car pulled into the apartment complex's parking lot. Micah turned the car off, reached back and grabbed his tool belt before walking up to the number of the right door, and knocking.
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Post by naomipatridge on Aug 20, 2011 17:01:07 GMT
The AC in her apartment had been broken for nearly three days now, and Naomi just wasn't having it anymore. She'd gotten by for a while just drinking a lot of water, shedding a lot of layers, keeping her hair up and off her neck. But the Vegas heat was finally getting to her. Originally, she'd called a repair man to come take a look at it, give her an estimate on how much getting it fixed- or getting a whole new unit- would cost. Micah seemed to think he could do just the same with her without charging anything. She didn't feel right, at first, about having a student at the college she taught at come fix her air conditioning- and without being paid, too. But Micah was a chill guy. She'd already met him once before, and he was easy to relate to- even if he was a few years younger than her. Naomi was going to make it up to him, though, and she thought ordering out was a good start. The best Chinese place in town was just down the road from her. It was surprising that such a good restaurant would be anywhere near her area of town, but luckily for it, it was. She always ordered from there for herself, friends, other acquaintances... If Micah'd never had food from here, he definitely need to learn the right way to do Chinese take-out. The menu was already spread out in front of her as she sat cross-legged in the middle of her couch, leaned over her coffee table, figuring out what she wanted, what Micah might like. He could make the final decision of course, but she wanted to re-familiarize herself with all of the food they offered. Fixing her hair again in the loose pony-tail atop her head, she glanced over to the door, wondering if he'd find the apartment alright. Surely enough, only moments later, a knock came at her door. " I'm not interested in anything your selling." She called teasingly, as she was getting up from the couch and heading to the door. Opening it up, she pulled a surprised face, " Oh, Mikey, didn't realize you'd be in the neighborhood." She grinned, leaning up against the door-frame for a moment before ushering for him to come on in. " Thanks so much, by the way. I hope Chinese food's a good start to repaying you." She smiled up to him, closing the door when he was well inside the apartment- which she'd straightened up a bit; alhough, her lesson-plans were still scattered around the kitchen table. Tagged: Mikeyy c: Outfit: here~Note: Micah to the rescuuuee.
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MICAH RODRIGUEZ
Eclectics[/size]
Bisexual %7C%7C Single Theater %7C%7C Photography
Posts: 115
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Post by MICAH RODRIGUEZ on Aug 20, 2011 18:30:57 GMT
Micah shifted his weight from one leg to the other while he waited. He'd basically made a mission to not be all weird like around her, and right now as far as he knew, all weird looks and thoughts were gone right now while he waited. Micah shook his head and chuckled while she made a joke, and then soon came to the door. Well..if you don't want what I'm selling, I guess I should leave shouldn't I? Micah laughed at his joke before he stepped into her apartment after her. Of course while her back was turned he was checking her out, but who wouldn't?
Micah waved off her "thanks" as he looked around the place. Damn, the heat was already getting to him. Poor Naomi. Nah, it's nothing really. It was a pretty clean place, except for all of the papers on the table, but not every one was perfect. Turning around to face her now he crossed is arms. Oh, and Chinese sounds great, but where's your unit at? Let's get this done. Micah thought as he waited for her answer.
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