the doorbell rings. i'm sitting at the computer, reading, in my underwear, and i think to myself "who could that be? i'm not getting dressed for anyone now".
i get up. as i enter the passageway the door opens! my heart skips a beat, and then i register who it is... i'm not used to having someone else have access to my apartment.
...
she came bearing freshly-baked cookies, made sure that they're satisfactory (they are indeed!) then walked out telling me to get back to my books.
*happy sigh*
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