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High as the Beach
It was a warm, sunny morning in the town of Locklyn. Aria was asleep within the confines of her bedroom, her eyes shortly fluttering open at the sound of a moving truck awakening the girl from her slumber. Her mother hadn't given all too much away about the new neighbors - only that they had a son around Aria's age and that she would be very surprised of who the guy was. The brunette could only guess that she'd be in for a big surprise later. After all, her mother had invited the family to join Aria's for tonight's dinner. Plus, talking of dinner, the faint scent of pot roast wafted into her room alike an air freshener. Except, this air freshener smelled entirely of deliciousness.
As always, Aria's mom was cooking dinner in the morning to avoid cooking it last minute, which was understandable as the woman would often have a million things to do in one day. Lifting herself out of bed, the girl made her way towards the bathroom, grabbing a towel as well as the outfit she was going to wear for the day. If there was anything in this world that could wake this girl up, it would be a cold shower - the epitome of wake up calls.
After 15 minutes, Aria was fully dressed along with cleared of a fresh mind. Deciding to make her way downstairs towards the lingering scent of food, her eyes first caught onto her mom standing at the center of the kitchen. The woman was busily stirring the fairly thick gravy within an accustomed mug. Upon the dining table was a tray of homemade cookies - still warm and crisp as they had presumably been recovered from the oven only a matter of minutes ago. Aria's mom would only cook this much when a relative - or someone relatively important would be a guest at their home. Which, in a way, was a slight clue to who the neighbors were. And honestly, the brunette couldn't wait any longer.
"Morning, love." The woman greeted, noticing Aria's presence - her usual joyful smile portraying her lips. "Morning," She gave her a small smile before peering back over to the cookies. They smelt and looked gorgeous, "Are they for the neighbors?" Aria asked, brows raised whilst she moved further into the kitchen and closer to the busy lady.
"Yep, they are... And you're going to be delivering them by hand."
Aria was staring at the door of next door's house for sometime. A tin of the baked cookies within her grip, plus she was certain that she would have to do the usual "welcome to Locklyn" greeting - something she had said years before the new neighbors. But something was telling Aria that this wouldn't be any usual greeting. Worst situation, the family would all be vegetarians - and those cookies had gluten - so that would come of as strange as the last things Aria wanted to do was poison the family.
With this thought, the girl wanted to get things over and done with, so she knocked the door. Knocked the door and waited.
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