Deal with it

While not a confrontational person, the noise is ridiculous. It’s basically right outside of his window! {if Two Drinks =true}He’s still feeling the effects of last night, making the noise extra horrible.{endif}

Sliding out of bed, Ethan notes he’s stark naked, having never put clothes on after his shower, scooping up his boxers, he throws them on quickly, figuring it was the bare minimum needed to deal with whatever is going on outside. On his way down the stairs, he contemplates throwing a shirt on, but he doesn't want to make another trip and let that noise go on any longer.

Opening the door, he steps out onto the porch, immediately spotting a tanned short-haired figure on a riding mower circling around to the back of the house. Groaning, the noise worse outside, Ethan waits for them to lap back around, tracking their quick progress around the property by sound alone.

The mower comes back into view, and Ethan waves them down, yelling as loud as he can to try and be heard over the mower. “HEY ASSHOLE WHAT’RE YOU DOING?!”

The figure notices him and waves, but on mowing.

Frustrated Ethan is about to really lose his temper until he notices the truck and trailer in his driveway. While the pair on their own are awfully conspicuous, the name on the side of the truck is what really catches his eye: ‘G.V Lawn Services.’

A sudden realization hits him: This is the guy Layla got to mow his lawn. He’s been so tired{if Two Drinks = true}, and hung over,{endif} he totally forgot. Just as he’s about to plant his palm in his face, the mower turns off. Looking up he sees the figure dismount, crossing the lawn, headed right for him.

It’s then he remembers Layla said it would be a ‘she’ doing it, and indeed as the figure comes close it is a she.

“Well, well, well,” The tanned woman shakes her head, the distance now only a few feet. “Long time to see, City-boy.”

Ethan’s jaw slacks, recognition setting in. Looking at her was enough, with the ‘City-boy’ nickname being overkill. “Ch-Charlie…”