Peek

Ethan decides to peek.

...But doesn't like what he sees. Nobody is home and the lights are mostly off, but he can still tell the decor is... Well, if his grandparents' house was dated, this house is flat-out ancient. Nothing inside of it looks like it was bought before this millennia.

Looking at it now…

“Fuck,” Ethan curses, memories hitting him. This house belongs to this elderly couple his grandparents played euchre with. He played with them in fact in this very house.

Frowning, Ethan turns and looks at the red house across the way. Surely, that must be Layla's house. Sighing, he starts to move towards it, pan in hand.

Slightly embarrassed from sneaking around, Ethan sighs, dragging himself over to the red house. He’s not sure exactly how long he was sneaking around for, but it felt like it took a while, and now the walk of shame next door made him feel very tired.

Confident in his second option. Ethan rings the doorbell, hearing a faint chime coming from the inside.

Waiting a moment, nobody comes to the door, and Ethan shifts his weight from one foot to the other. Awkwardly, he rings the bell again.

After a few moments… Nothing.

‘Maybe she’s not in?’ Ethan thinks, looking around slightly.

He could always ring it a third time, sure, but Ethan does feel the urge to just call it quits…