"Shit!" You muttered to yourself, today just wasn't going to go your way. You're running late for a meeting at

work, you've spilled coffee all over important paperwork, and you're soaked from the rain. You finally arrive at

work and your boss is mad at you for being late, and he trashed your ideas. You decided to call it a day around

noon. You hit your favorite pizza place before going home since your roommate, also your bestfriend, Sophie

texted you she wouldn't be home till late that night. You replied a simple 'Ok' and end up running into someone

pretty hard causing you to fall down. As you land on the ground, your paper goes everywhere. "Damnit. Sorry

for running into you, I was texting and wasn't paying attention." The person you ran into helps you pick up

everything, and helps you up. "Hey! I'm Darren!" You notice so much cheer in his voice you have to laugh a

little. "Uh, hi. I'm Eliza." You shake Darren's hand as he offers it to you. "So where are you heading Eliza?"

"Just to the pizza place. I'm starved!" Darren laughs at you comment and adds "Woah! I am too! What a c

oincidence!" You both walk into the diner and sit at the bar. Darren orders for you, "Maybe that wasn't what I

wanted," You tell him. Darren just shrugs, "Well you're trying something new! Congrats!" "Smartass." You mumble under your breath.

Your food finally comes, and what Darren orders you is actually good! Though you still have no idea

what it is. "Um, Darren. What is this?" "Oh! It's pizza with BBQ sauce and chicken on top! Delicious, right?" He

winks at you, and you just nod a simple yes. Finally you two finish lunch and are about to go your separate

ways. "Wait Eliza," you hear Darren yell. "I still would like to talk to you, and be friends. Maybe you could give

me your number and we could have supper one night?" You smile at him, pull out a pen and write your number

on his hand. You give him a wink and walk away with a little cheer in your step.

Night finally comes and Sophie still isn't home, right around then you get a text 'Hey Liza! Going to

stay at Brad's for the night! Be home tomorrow evening? Love ya! J -Sophie!' You reply back. 'Hey Chickie!

That's cool! See ya tomorrow! Love ya too! J' Around 1 in the morning you hear your phone buzz and think '

who is texting me at 1. Jesus!' You see an unfamiliar number pop-up and, 'Hey, I hope this is Eliza, because if

it's not I'll feel like a goof. Answer when you wake up or right now at 1 in the morning ;P –Darren.' You laugh

to Darren text because it sounds like him in everyway.

1:06 a.m. You: 'Hi! Man, I just love getting woken up at 1 in the morning because someone has to make sure

he has the right number. You can trust me you know. And yes, it is Eliza.

1:07 a.m. Darren: 'Good! You're up! I know I love getting up at 1! Who knows you could have been writing

down a random number on my hand! I just have to make sure! ;)'

1:09 a.m. You: 'Of course. Now is there anything you need to talk to me about? I'm not a very fun person to

talk to at 1.

1:11 a.m. Darren: 'Nah, I just couldn't sleep so I texted you! Hehe!:) How about I come over and make

breakfast for you tomorrow morning! I'm an awesome cook!'

1:15 a.m. You: 'Yeah be over at 8 at *insert apartment building and room number*J'

1:16 a.m. Darren: 'Alright, see you at 8! Goodnight, Eliza!:)'

That night you go to sleep with a smile on your face.

You wake up hear your alarm blaring for you to get up. You almost go back to sleep, but you

remember you need to get ready for when Darren comes over

7:00 a.m. You: 'Hey Darren! Wear your pj's here! I feel like wearing pj's all day, so I don't want you to be left out ;p'

7:01 Darren: 'YES! Is it okay if I come a little early?'

7:02 a.m. You: 'Sure is!:)'

Just as you finished pulling back your hair you hear a knock on your door and find Darren standing there in his

red flannel pants and gray t-shit. He has the morning scruff, and his glasses on. You welcome him inside. Your

apartment is very simple, but it describes you and Sophie. There's paintings on one wall of lighthouses and the

beach, on wall of black and white pictures of you, Sophie, pets, places you've gone, everything. Darren takes

him time looking at all of them. "You really like pictures, don't you?" You nod a simple yes and reply "I love

pictures, taking them, looking at them, the moment they catch. My favorite kind is when 2 people smile at

each other and they don't even notice their picture being taken. It just captures the moment." After you finish

saying that Darren whispers in your ear "Then maybe we'll get one of those pictures" You turn to him and

smile, quietly whispering "I'd love that."