Lance looked out through the window. There she was again, as
gorgeous as ever. Today she was wearing a plain pink tank top and a blue skirt
with printed daisies. If only there was some way to communicate with her before
the lights went out. He’d thought about
getting a sign but corporate would never allow it. He’d have to wait until
February unless a wedding season was planned; but he’d have to get to know her
before popping the question. But he felt like he’d known her already, ever
since the wooden screen was first taken down two years ago. Since then, it
seemed that they’d both choose to change their clothes on the same evening, yet
there would always be a different outfit on show. Lance particularly enjoyed
the prom season in June; where each year he’d get a different coloured tux
while she always wore a matching coloured silk dress. That was the time when he
felt closer than ever to her.
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