Knock Knock | Catalina & Ian
@iangrayson: you were tweeting something about a petition? @catalinagrace @catalinagrace: ...................................pinewood apartments. suite 91. BE THERE OR BE SQUARE, @iangrayson."
Scrolling through the twitter exchange between him and Catalina he could not believe he was reading himself. Catalina made him appear so much more funny, or maybe it was just her. Either way he laughed every time he read them. Now as he walked he was shaking his head, lowly chuckling to himself. She could have been a comedian. Or some kind of person who increases the chance of an adult becoming their inner child. Damn, he would have to not tell her that. Ian could only imagine her wrath and yet as he did, he was laughing.
Taking a deep breath and looking up to the sky for one second Ian relaxed his stomach. The stomach that was begging for a break. His fingers locked his phone and shoved it into his jean's pocket. Up ahead the large sign read pinewood apartments. He knew the place well- some of his classmates lived or had lived there. If Catalina had lived in his apartment building he knew that he wouldn't have missed her. Her personality was just too hard to ignore. At least, for now, he thought in afterthought with a small smile. Stepping up onto the walkway he headed for the main door. There he looked for the number and when he found it he didn't hesitate and pressed it. While waiting for the buzz he thought of what she was doing. Or what had inspired her to invite him. If he was being truthful he knew he did want to get to know her so he didn't mind- he was just curious. Like always.
