George

It was a dark and stormy night and Seraphina was frightened.Why did I insist on getting my own apartment?!She questioned herself.At 21, she was still afraid of the dark. And storms, obviously.She was at her wits end when she gave up and decided to call her twin sister who lived only a couple blocks away.Suddenly, the lights went out. Shocked, she screamed. Then, with a loud boom, The door was knocked down. Hysterical, she blindly scrambled for the bat hidden under the bed.
"Are you ok?" A husky male voice asked,"Its George."
Phew, George was the apartment's repairman.
"Oh thank God!" Seraphina exclaimed,"Are you turning the power back on?"
"Ugh, that would be impossible. Have you looked outside recently?" He said, in a tone that questioned her sanity."I'm actually here because my mother called asking me to check on
you."
"My door isn't connected to the wall anymore."
"Excuse me, you were only screaming bloody murder!"Grumpy that he had been called by his mother at  the bar, he grumbled some more as he bent over to pick up the door.
The emergency lights flickered on and she got  a good look at his buns. Nice, she thought. I wouldn't mind squeezen that.He had her door up in moments.
"So George, would you like some coffee?" She asked, a gleam in her eye.
"Sounds good." A little hesitant.
Ever since Desperate Housewives, George was a little nervous about working in the house when there was only a woman home. But Seraphina was gorgeous, and he wouldn't mind getting attacked but this pussycat. ;)
Poor oblivious George.
What he deosn't know now is that they will fall in love one day. =)