Dialogue Color: Lime Green
Location: Apartments
"I'm Tate, I'm in 159 and help would honestly be accepted if you're willing to help a complete stranger tote boxes up the numerous stairs. I tried to go for the elevator, but it seems it's out of business," he responded as he slid his hands into his back pockets as he always did when just standing there talking to someone. It was an old habit that seemed to come as if out of nowhere these past couple of years.
With a soft sigh he glanced back down at her laundry and spoke, "Though, if you would prefer to do your laundry that would be fine. I'm perfectly capable of doing this myself, it'll just take longer." Though at that moment he happened to glance at her, finding that she was a bit attractive and in a normal everyday kind of way. Not like many of the other women in New York who were having botox and other strange chemicals pumped into their bodies to make them look "prettier or have things bigger". Honestly, that never seemed to settle with him. The way most of those women look just scares him if he were being honest.
Dialogue Color: Light Sea Green
Location: Apartments
Her boss sent her an email, telling her that she needed to write an article for one of the employees that had been fired that day and she only had six hours to get it done. This was in an area that she had no clue about and it just agitated her. How was she going to get this article done in six hours when she has to do research on it before even starting.
Finally Miranda stood to her feet and refilled her coffee cup as she spoke, "Having a good morning AJ?" she questioned as she began to put creamer and sugar into her coffee before stirring it a bit and taking a seat back at her computer and continued to just stare at the screen as she sipped from the hot liquid.