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When Finley opened the door hours later, Molly stood there, holding a bag.
“Hi?” she asked more than said, looking at it.
“You don’t seem like a girl who likes flowers, so I got you something else. It’s stupid because I know nothing.”
Molly held up the bag for Finley to take, so she opened it and looked inside. Then, she laughed.
“HDMI cables?”
“Three of them and in various lengths. I got you a three-footer, a five-footer, and a six because that was all they had at the store.”
Finley laughed louder and looked up at Molly.
“I know it’s stupid. I–”
“Molls, this isn’t stupid. This is really sweet. I can always use more cables.”
“But you could’ve bought them yourself. You probably have, like, fifty around here.”
“I have a few, yes, but not that many. And you could’ve just as easily bought flowers for yourself, but you liked the ones I got for you, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then, get in here. I’ll put these with my stuff, and we can take the tour, which will last approximately two minutes, because it’s a tiny apartment.”
When Molly walked in, Finley pushed the door closed behind her and leaned in, kissing Molly on the cheek. Molly turned and smiled at her, so Finley leaned back in and kissed her sweetly on the lips.
“Hi,” she said with a smile.
“Can we stay in and do something boring, like watch a movie together?” Molly asked, pressing her forehead to Finley’s.
“That sounds good to me. Want me to cook us something, or should we order food?”
“Whatever you want is fine with me,” Molly said and pressed her lips to Finley’s quickly before pulling back. “I just want to hang out with you tonight.”
“Okay. Well, let me put these with the rest of my computer gear, and I’ll order us something so that I don’t have to cook and miss any of that promised hangout time.” She winked at Molly and walked through the kitchen to the living room, where she dropped the bag on the floor.
“Well, I was promised computer stuff all over the floor, and I see none,” Molly noted as she followed behind.
“I picked it up and put it all in the bins I have but never use.”
“Why?”
“Because you were coming here, and I didn’t want you to see the mess.”
“After we order food, will you show me some of it?”
“The mess?”
“The computer you’re building,” Molly replied.
“Oh. I guess. You want to see it now? It’s almost done.”
“Okay.”
Finley waved around the room and said, “Living room and storage facility for my computer stuff.” She motioned to the several clear plastic bins that were stacked on top of one another and the clear plastic drawers that held her smaller pieces and extras. “You saw the kitchen. It’s small, but I don’t really need that much. There’s the bathroom.” She pointed at the first door on the right off the living room. “And the bedroom is next to it.” She headed that way. “The computer and my desk are in there because even though the apartment is fairly small, the bedroom is a decent size.”
