Check on the noise

As she sipped her coffee, she heard the loud thump from right outside the door again.

'Ok, what the hell is that?' she thought to herself. She was about to reach for the sugar when she heard the thump again. Her curiosity finally got the better of her and she decided to go investigate.

She opened the door of her apartment that led out into the main hall. She looked to her left and was suddenly greeted by a pair of soft blue eyes staring back at her. She was startled for a moment before she recovered and realized the eyes belonged to a young man who currently had a large recliner gripped in both hands.

He stared back at her, equally taken aback. The tension was suddenly broken as the recliner almost slipped out of his hands. "Oh shit," he said softly to himself.

"Let me help you with that," said Topanga before quickly running over and grabbing the other end of the recliner. With her help, he was able to rebalance himself.

"Thank you so much," he breathed out.

"It's no problem," she said. "Where are we going with this?"

"Oh," he said, "right behind you."

She looked over her shoulder and saw the open door for the apartment right across from hers.

"Okay then," she responded "let's go."

And together they carried the recliner into his apartment. They set the recliner down amidst a handful of other bits of furniture that laid haphazardly around the space. As they both stood back up, the young man stretched out his hand.

"I'm Keith," he said.

"Topanga," she responded, taking the hand and shaking it. 'This guy is adorable,' she thought to herself. She felt a little guilty at the thought but it was true. He was nearly 6 ft tall, well built, with short curly brown hair, and a kind face.

"Looks like we're going to be neighbors," she said and smiled. He tried to hide the fact that he blushed a little at this before recovering.

"Yeah, looks like it." he replied.

"Is this all your stuff?" She asked, looking around the sparse apartment.

"No," he responded, "the van with all my furniture showed up, but my brother's truck with all of my smaller stuff is still no where to be found. He should be here sometime between the next hour and the heat **** of the universe."

Topanga giggled at this. "Well," she said, "let me welcome you to the building. I just made a fresh pot of coffee. Why don't you come have a cup while you wait for him to show up."

"That would be great," he said and followed Topanga back out into the hall and into her apartment.