Just as Em wiped the last spill off of the table, the doorbell rang. She jumped, still not used to the sound. Once she had recovered, she went to it and opened it.
Max stood there, staring, confused by the door that had seemingly come open by itself. From behind the door, the top half of a face slowly peeked out, eyes wide, fingers wrapped around the side of the door, gripping tightly and nervously.
hi?" Max said, breaking the familiar silence between them.
" Em replied, tensely and barely audible.
can I come in?" Max asked, wondering how long he'd be standing on the doorstep.
"Oh! Sorry!" Em panicked, unsure of what to do when having company over.
"Oh, no problem," Max said, strolling in casually. "So, should we just, like, get started?" he asked, looking around Em's living room.
I guess?" Em stuttered.
"Uh, well, what were your thoughts on it?" he questioned, his eyes still scanning the room.
Em had to pause to think of what the assignment