Amanda sighed as she dropped her purse onto the kitchen counter. It was another average day at her real estate office. She had worked there for a little over seven months now and was stuck in a cubicle with Becky. Freaking Becky, the petite dark haired woman was small in stature but big in pushing Amanda's buttons. On the surface Becky was nice but always reeked of falseness. She was very pushy and always complained about her problems as if it were Amanda's concern.
She walked to the back of her small two bedroom house to her bedroom and unbuttoned her blouse. It was finally friday and she had no plans for the weekend. She slid her skirt down to the floor and kicked it to the side. She paused to check herself out in the full size mirror next to the bathroom door. She wore a mismatched pair of bra and panties. The twenty five year old had a perky set of C cup breasts and wide womanly hips with a bubbly butt. She was short in stature, standing at five foot four inches tall that only helped accentuate her curves.
She walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower, she needed to wash the stink of Becky's reheated fish leftovers. Seriously? Who puts leftover fish in the microwave? That is the fast track for your coworkers to hate you. Amanda stripped down and released her straight blond hair from its ponytail entrapment. She took a longer shower than usual, the hot steamy water was intoxicating after such a long week.
She dressed in a white tank top and light blue sweatpants and walked slowly over to her tall dresser. On top, in the center was a tiny house. Only about six inches tall to the top of the roof. Amanda leaned in close and tapped the door with her fingernail and waited. About a minute later the door opened and a one inch man walked out. He was thin, had black hair and before last week he was five foot ten inches tall. He was wearing black basketball shorts and no shirt. His gaming headset covered one ear and he smiled up at the giant woman and waved. "I'll be right out, just let me save my progress!" He shouted in his high pitched shrunken voice.
She sat back down on the bed, and pulled out the top drawer from her night stand. She picked up the device. The shiny toy esque looking laser gun was given to her as a supposed gag gift by her best friend when she bought her house. There were several buttons on the side and a switch on top. Amanda just laughed to herself at the absurdity of the labeled buttons. Shrink, and grow stood out the most. There was an instruction booklet in the box but she didn't bother to read it and now it was most likely lost in the trash.
It was one week ago today that Shawn entered her life. She had just closed on the house the day prior and was set to move in. She didn't have much stuff and was hoping to be done before the weekend was out. Working for the realty company afforded her the opportunity to work from home if she needed so she planned for the following monday to stay home. The catch, of course, was that she needed the internet. She was new to town and made sure to research her options and the best reviewed, and cheapest, was a small fiber internet company. So she called on Thursday, after her wrist tiring paper signing session, and asked if their service was available. They happily informed her that the previous owners had their service already installed and all it would take to connect her was for a tech to come over and plug in the router and set up the wifi.
Amanda was ecstatic! Maybe finally there would be something that would be simple and go right with this house. It was an older house that had been remodeled before but there were a few little things that needed work still. The biggest draw was the price tag so she decided to put up with a few repairs. The main tech that worked in town didn't have an open appointment time on Friday but they told her that if he could squeeze her in that they would call. Amanda's jubilance faded at the news but there wasn't much to be done, it was late notice after all.
Friday came and she spent the morning directing the guys from the moving company as they unloaded her boxes and furniture from the truck. It was about three in the afternoon when they finished and her house was half a disaster. Boxes were stacked everywhere, mostly in the correct rooms. She barely had time to take a breath, or open her first bottle of wine, when the phone rang from an unknown number. It was Shawn from the internet company asking if he could swing by and get her hooked up. She happily told him to come on over and about ten minutes later there was a knock on the door.
"Thanks for letting me come over on short notice." He said when she showed him inside. She was more than thrilled for him to be there. It turned out that he had installed the service the last time and already knew where the wire was run. He went to the extra bedroom carrying the router. "Oh no." He sighed. Amanda stood in the doorway and asked what was wrong. "When the last people moved out they cut the wiring." He answered.
Amanda was confused now. "Why would they do that?" She asked. Shawn just shrugged and said. "I really don't know. I've worked for this company almost ten years now and there's no rhyme or reason as to why people feel the need to do that."
Amanda crossed her arms and pursed her lips. "Can you still get me hooked up today?"
Shawn smiled and nodded his head. "Oh yes, it'll just take longer, I'll have to rerun the wiring." He immediately set about his work. Amanda could tell that he was frustrated at the situation, having to work late unexpectedly on a Friday could put anyone in a sour mood, but Shawn didn't once complain. While he came in and out she began to unload boxes. She started in the spare room so she could maybe help out by making sure nothing was in the way, also she didn't mind the bits of small talk with the internet guy either.
He was tall, thin and had a thick head of black hair with flecks of silver scattered throughout. He had a sense of dorky humor that slipped out during their talks. It took him about an hour before the new wire was ready. He was a little sweaty now and his uniform was stuck with cobwebs and dirt from the crawl space underneath.. He plugged the router in and waited. "This is the worst part." He said.
"Why is this the worst?" she asked back.
"Because now we have to wait while the router boots up and we have to awkwardly hang out and have small talk." He said smiling at his own corny humor.
"You can help me unpack while we wait." Amanda said with a wink. She motioned towards an open box and he humored her by walking over and peeking inside. Hey pulled the cardboard flap away and got a sudden look of curiosity on his face.
"You still play with toy guns I see." He commented. Amanda was equally confused and went over to see what he was referring to. She reached in and picked up the silver sci fi looking device.