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Joseph 'Joe' Miller was a classic 18 year old kid. He was a fairly tanned white boy, short dirty blonde hair, dark blue eyes, five feet nine inches tall, and somewhere around 200 pounds. A good bit of his weight was muscle. But he did have a bit of fat as well. I think 'beefy' or 'husky' would be the best way to describe him.
He had just finished high school and wanted nothing more than to get on with his new adult life. In his school, he was the major outcast of his grade, with only a handful of friends to account for. The main reason; he was a painfully shy kid. So in his eyes, finishing school was a blessing.
Ever since he was sixteen he had worked at the same grocery store, frequented mainly by the old and the rich because of the high prices. He saved up every dollar he made to one day get a car and a house. Every teenagers dream, really.
He was an only child, the product of his parents Linda and Tom Miller. Considering he was an only child, he was always very close to his mom and dad. His parents were also supportive of Joes choice to move out and make his own life.
So much so that they made a promise to him, when he had gotten his first job, that all the money he would save up over the two years until he was eighteen, they would double.
Staying true to their word, they did just that the day Joe turned eighteen. Leaving him with more than enough money to buy a white 1999 Pontiac Firebird, in not too bad of condition, and a small apartment in the suburbs of the small town. Still with enough money to buy all the odds and ends that come with buying a new place.
After a couple of days of working on all the paperwork and boring little details of buying a house and car were finally finished, Joe packed up all his belongings (with the help of his mom and dad), threw them into the U-Haul truck he had rented, and started his 15 minute drive from his parents house to his new place.
After a very nerve-recking drive, taking into consideration Joe had never driven anything bigger than a car before, he pulled up to his new apartment building at around 11:20 am. Backing the truck up in the middle of his two parking spots directly in front of the front door.
Hopping out of the truck, he threw the trucks key into the pocket of his jeans. Opening the back of the trucks large door offered his eyes a fresh look at the mountain of brown boxes in its bed.
"Im going to be here for a while..."
Joe mumbled under his breath to himself with a little depressed chuckle afterwards.
Joe figured he'd better open the front door first before getting a handful of boxes. So he reached into his pocket and pulled out his shiny new house key and turned around to head to his front door.
As Joe turned around from the back of the truck, he stopped with a jump as he was no more than a foot away from a gorgeous red haired woman. She looked to be in her fifties, about 110 pounds, stood somewhere around five foot even, and to Joe, she was HOT!
Joe was startled to say the least. He hadn't heard anyone come up behind him and it's as if she popped up out of nowhere. She now stood in front of him in a tight pair of dark blue skinny jeans, a black tank top with an obviously visible white bra underneath, and bare feet.
She let out a cute giggle as Joe let out a sigh.
"I'm sorry!! I didn't mean to scare you sweetie!"
She said with a smile and in a faint southern accent.
"Oh it's fine, I just didn't hear you coming!"
Joe replied, laughing as he talked.
"I'm just here to be the first to welcome you to the little neighborhood. My name's Ruby!"
She said as she held out her small, fragile hand.
Quickly reaching out to shake her hand, Joe replied;
"Pleasure to meet you Mrs. Ruby! My name's Joe."
"Pleasure to meet you too Joe!"
Their conversation turned silent for a few seconds as they stood and looked at each other.
Ruby eventually continued,
"Anywho, I was wonderin if you'd like to come over to my place for coffee later on to get better aquatinted?"
"Such hospitality to a complete stranger, I have a feeling you're going to be a great neighbor! I would love to have coffee with you Mrs. Ruby."
Josh replied looking into the sweet lady's light blue eyes.
"Aw, it's the least I can do! Great!! Is around
6 o'clock good for you?"
Ruby asked.
Looking back at his loaded truck, Joe jokingly replied,
"I don't know, maybe 10 o'clock would be better. I might just be done by then!"
Ruby and Joe shared a long laugh.
Joe breaks his laugh to say,
"Just kidding, hopefully I'll get this all moved in way before then! 6 o'clock is fine."
"Cool! See you then sweetheart!"
Ruby said with a smile before shaking Joes hand one last time, then gingerly tip toeing her naked feet back up her walkway and into her apartment. The apartment to the right, right beside Joe's new home.
Joe walked up to his front door, unlocked it, and stepped inside. He walked around inside for a little while, taking in his new dwelling. Before stepping back outside to start transferring the loaded cardboard boxes from the U-Haul truck to his apartments small living room.
After about three hours, Joe was finally bringing in his last box. Taking it out of the truck and setting it down on the concrete sidewalk before shutting and securely locking the trucks back door.
Picking up the last box he walked up his walkway, exhausted and fatigued. Walking inside his apartment into his living room, he sat down the box along side the dozens of other similar brown boxes and returned to the front door.
After shutting the door he walk tiredly into the box littered living room, and laid down on the soft carpeted floor on his back with a big exhausted huff.
Joe was sore all over. His arms were beyond worn out and he was running on nothing but fumes.
Looking at his wrist watch it was now 3:30 pm. He did some basic math in his head, which was hard considering he was fried of all energy and ability to think. Figuring he had about an hour and a half to get something to eat before having to get ready for his coffee "date" with Ruby, he reluctantly pulled himself up off the soft floor, and left his apartment.
He would then go to his parents house where he'll drop off the U-Haul truck for his dad to return, get in his car, and head to the McDonald's drive thru to put some more fuel in his system.
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It was now 5:30 as Joe waited for 6 o'clock. He had gotten something to eat, taken a shower, and had gotten dressed nicely for his get together with Ruby.
Joe's idea of dressing nicely was a black polo collar shirt, a dark blue pair of jeans, and his worn and heavily used red Chuck Taylor high tops. Not the most fancy of all outfits, but he thought he looked pretty good.
As the clock struck 5:55, Joe put on a few sprays of his favorite cologne. He wanted enough for her to notice, but not too much that it'll overwhelm the poor lady.
