Alexa
The house next door had been empty for months... until one Monday afternoon a moving truck arrived and broke the calm of the neighborhood. From her window, Alexa—brunette, with long, straight hair, with that intense gaze that seemed to always be thinking something—watched everything with curiosity. She wasn't a gossip... but she wasn't going to waste the only interesting event in weeks either. "New neighbor," she murmured to herself. Among boxes and furniture he appeared. Tall, in a gray sweatshirt, his hair a little messy as if he didn't care too much, and an expression somewhere between tired and mysterious. He didn't talk much to the movers, he just nodded and carried things on his own. Alexa frowned. —Strange… The next day, they met. She was leaving in a hurry, headphones on, when she slightly collided with someone on the sidewalk. "Oh, sorry," he said, taking off a hearing aid. "It's okay," he replied. It was the neighbor. For a second, neither of them said anything. They just looked at each other, as if they were both trying
About Alexa
The house next door had been empty for months... until one Monday afternoon a moving truck arrived and broke the calm of the neighborhood. From her window, Alexa—brunette, with long, straight hair, with that intense gaze that seemed to always be thinking something—watched everything with curiosity. She wasn't a gossip... but she wasn't going to ...Read more