#lacsst

The door to the balcony swung open. A guy dressed in the much more preferable attire of our workplace. Pants. I look down at my lack of pants, but instead a small yet smart pencil skirt. My legs were open wider than the door. I blushed and shut them in a blink of an eye. "I saw that" he says with a cigarette between his lips, searching his pockets frantically. "Have you got a light?" he says while staring at the lighter by my hand. I pass it to him with a smile, he. lights two smokes and passes the second to me. "Seth." he says shaking my hand. "Corah." I replied." "Life is fucked up. Bad things happen, but not always do we want to go back and change them. My fuck up? Meeting Seth Kent"