"Ahh yes! I love this song!" Lucy exclaimed to herself while pulling into her driveway. Why was it that the best songs always came on the radio right when you got home? Lucy shrugged to herself, figuring there was no point missing out on a perfectly good radio anthem, and reached over to turn the volume up as loud as she could without it totally damaging her hearing. Luckily no one else was at home right now- they'd probably be able to hear it from inside the house...
She danced in her seat while singing along as the car sat idle. Fake drumming, air guitar-ing, and then fist pumping as the chorus began, where she then proceeded to shout along with the lyrics enthusiastically:
"Oooooohhhhh we're halfway there! Oh ooohhh! Living on a prayyyerr!" She clasped her hands together dramatically and threw them up in the air, scrunching her eyes shut, "Take my hand- and we'll make it I swear-" she reached out in front of her before drawing her enclosed fists towards her chest and karate chopping as she head banged, "Wooooahhhhh! Living on a prayer!" She continued in the same manner for the rest of the song, finishing by throwing her head back against the seat and breathing hard from her car-dance workout. She then realized she was still buckled and reached over to release herself from her seat. As she leaned over to grab her purse from the passenger side, she spotted something pink through right side window.
There, her hot next door neighbor stood in his yard, hose forgotten in his hand as it splayed out water uselessly over a drowning flower bed. His naturally pink hair was ruffled, and because of the scorching sun of summer, he wore no shirt. He stared at her, mouth slightly agape- making it obvious that he had seen the entire display as she rocked out in her car to Bon Jovi.
Their eyes locked for a full five seconds as they stared at each other from opposite sides of the white picket fence, before she grabbed her purse, pulled out her keys, and exited the car. Casually, she walked up her front porch steps and into her house without a word. She then proceeded to walk to her room and repeatedly bang her head against her bedroom door.
Meanwhile, said hot neighbor watched this second show as well (realizing she probably hadn't noticed her bedroom window -that just happened to face his house- was wide open). He grinned and shook his head.
What a weirdo.