Anybody could see the item in question, and possibly- no, probably, take them. would be back up to the fourth floor in 5 or 6 minutes tops, and in that time, another resident could easily make their way into the hall. Upon this realization, a ticking clock began to count down within Sals mind- Temptation and terror, in equal parts, crept into his psyche by the second, quickly arousing an overwhelming need to act.

Sal stared out into the now vacant hallway in utter disbelief at the scene before him.Ī pair of panties laid unceremoniously on his doormat. They lugged the hamper into the elevator, too distracted by their attempts to balance the awkward bundle to notice their error. This time, however, their fumbling caused an item to fall to the floor. It was Monday (their day off) and they had already passed by his view twice, carrying heavy loads of laundry down to the basement to be washed in the shared machine. It had become at least a daily ritual at this point- Sally would listen for the the creak of door 401 that signaled his neighbors leave, or the lurch of the elevator doors that signaled their return, and then leer out into the hallway to admire them (just for a second). , the newest resident of Addison apartments, had just opened and kicked shut their own front door, which had prompted him to silently sprint from his spot on the couch to catch a glimpse of them as they passed by in the hallway. Sal peered out through the peep-hole of his front door.

Sally face x reader x larry lemon