I scan over the listing and sigh.“Yeah, let’s do it.”
She claps before she hits publish.
I finish the last of my wine.“Now what?”
She refills my glass.“Now we wait.Hopefully, you get some applicants soon.”
“Hopefully,” I echo.
We spend the rest of the night finishing the wine and talking.When I wake up in the morning, we’re both cuddled up on the couch with Beans between us.
“What time is it?”Alexi groans.
“Early,” I croak.
“Ugh.”
I stand and stumble to the front door to let Beans out to go to the bathroom.He does his business, and I wander into the kitchen to brew coffee for Alexi and me.
“Daisy!”Alexi shouts.
I trip as I rush back into the living room.“What?What is it?”
“You have applicants!”she says, turning the laptop to show me.“And they clicked that they want to come check out the place today!”
“Today?”I squeak.
“Yeah, in a few hours…or, um, soon,” she corrects.The first one is really soon.”
We stare at each other in panic.
“Shit!”we shout at the same time.
Then, we’re both rushing around.
“I’ll be back in twenty!”she calls, running out the front door.
“Got it!”
I skid around the corner and into my bedroom.Grabbing clean clothes, I jump in the shower to rinse off.I’m brushing my teeth and tugging on my pants when Alexi comes back in.
“I put Beans in the front room,” she says.
“Thanks.”
“All set?”
“I think so?”I reply, but it comes out more like a question.
Beans barks as someone knocks on the front door.
“Better get out there,” I say.
Alexi nods.
I open the door to the first applicant, and from there, the day is a disaster.
The first applicant is a guy in his early twenties who claims to be a musician.He seems disorganized and rude, and when he asks if I’m okay with midnight jam sessions and for his band to practice here, I know that he’s a no.
