The landlord was relentless to tidy up the landscape in front of her apartment building. Acacia didn’t get why; no point in trying to gentrify the neighborhood that no one was dying to move into. But the older man was a nut, driven and hellbent to do what he wanted. And since he didn’t bother her and she paid on time, well, the vampire couldn’t have given a shit what the guy decided to do. So he hired someone for the job, it was easy to pick her out due to the fact that she appeared out of absolutely nowhere and the scenery outside her building gradually became easier on the eyes.
So you’re the person that’s been making the building look nice? was the first thing the woman remembered saying to her, sitting on top of a public trashcan at dusk, watching the green eyed woman clap the dirt off her hands. She was cute, Acacia would give her that, but she hadn’t pictured a woman in her twenties to be taking on the job. Maybe a man in his thirties that was ripped and had a thing for digging, but it was still a refreshing surprise nonetheless.
Her name was Maggie she learned and after a few weeks of meeting at the main entrance of building to talk, they were dating. Sure the vampire had centuries, millennia ahead of her not to rush into things, but Maggie didn’t. Acacia would always come by as soon as the other finished working, ready to either praise her progress or coax her into a well earned night of fun. Both seemed to be on the menu for tonight. “The petunias look nice,” A pause. “Just like you do tonight,” she mused, heels banging into the metal of the trash can she propped herself up on as she eyed the new flowerbed. “How long did it take you to set them up like that?”
