From a Man, a Woman (Deluxe489 and tesseractive)
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				Title: <strong>From a Man, a Woman (Deluxe489 and tesseractive)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Deluxe489</strong> on <strong>01-05-2012, 20:56:22</strong>
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				Alex ran a hand through his hair, pulling it away from his face as he leaned back onto a wall, panting slightly. His hand came back wet with his sweat, and he wiped it off on his shorts. <br><br>Just a few hours ago, he had finally arrived at his and Janie’s apartment. Unloading the trailer had been a pain, especially since they had to carry everything up to the second floor, but at least everything was now in the apartment. <br><br>He grabbed his bottle of water, which had long since gone from cold to tepid, and took a drink from it. There was still much to do: although they had finished setting up the living room, there was no progress on their bedrooms, the kitchen, or the bathroom. All the appropriate boxes were in the right places, so it was just a matter of tediously unpacking and finding places to put everything. That would take at least a few hours, and then they’d have to clean up the mess. <br><br>He had just finished setting up his desk and his computer and thrown out the now-empty boxes when he’d decided to take his short break.&nbsp; He had a half-eaten protein bar in hand, which, although not particularly good, was filling and reinvigorating. He finished it, then threw away the wrapper and walked back to his room.<br><br>They had already checked to make sure all the outlets were working, and were being careful to notice anything that needed fixing or that could potentially be blamed on them so they could write it on the first-day maintenance form. All said, though, it wasn’t a whole lot: a cabinet door was slightly sideways, the windows needed replacement locks, and one of the fans couldn’t spin fast. According to the proprietors, all of that could easily be fixed.&nbsp; <br><br>Alex grabbed the pieces of wood that made up his bed and began arranging them together. He had taped the screws he needed onto the bed itself, so he just took them off and began screwing them into their appropriate places. He carefully lifted the bed so it was on its side so he could reach the holes on the bottom, and then pushed the bed into a corner when he was done. Half an hour later, his bed was completely built and made, sheets and blankets in place. He took his spare sheets, blankets, and pillowcases from their boxes and stacked them in his closet, alongside all the clothes he had already unpacked. <br><br>The apartment seemed like a good place so far. They had yet to explore the surroundings, but Google Maps had revealed that they were within walking and biking distance to school and supermarkets, and there seemed to bus stops for both university buses and city buses very close to the apartment. The rent was relatively inexpensive: $650 per month for the whole apartment, excluding electricity. This was one of the cheapest apartments in the city, and they were by no means a bad or subpar place. <br>&nbsp;<br>After unpacking all the rest of his clothes, moving them into the closet or drawers as appropriate, Alex moved on to unpacking his papers and other supplies, which he managed to fit in all his remaining drawers. Soon, all that was left was his electric piano, which posed a bit of a problem. He easily assembled the base, but the keyboard itself was too heavy and large to move by himself. He would need some help. <br><br>He left his room, pulling back his hair from his face once again. He was sure his face was red with all the effort he’d been exerting, but he wasn’t embarrassed about it (and if he were, he’d probably make it more red). He knocked on Janie’s door, though it wasn’t closed.<br><br>“Hey, I need help with something. Do you think you could come over for a bit?” <br><br>His parents hadn’t been bothered when he’d asked if he could live with Janie. They’d asked if she was his girlfriend, but he was pretty sure that even if he’d said ‘yes’ they would have agreed anyway. They tended to let him do what he wanted with his life, mostly because he gave them no reason not to do so.<br><br>He did like Janie, though. He appreciated their friendship, and respected and trusted her enough to be okay with living with her. He’d heard from many people that becoming roommates with your friend could destroy that friendship, but he was sure he and Janie knew each other well enough and in such a way that they’d be okay living together.<br>
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