At his home in California, Nathan received a call a week ago about his aunt needing him to travel to New York to look after the apartment. He drove there now, having no intention of flying due to his fear of heights. The trip took quite a while as he pulled into the driveway. As he approached the door, he saw a note saying that his aunt had left yesterday because she couldn't wait any longer. Sighing, Nathan knocked on the door to the office of the apartment, hoping someone - an employee perhaps or another resident who offered to help - would answer.<|im_end|>
The middle girl.
Crystal heard the knocking on the door, "I'm coming, I'm coming hold on!"
She ran towards the door and hastily answered it, "Hello?"
Before Crystal could compose herself she noticed the man standing at the door. She was completely entranced by his looks and couldn't stop checking him out. Crystal quickly shook it off and fixed her posture, "I take it you're our curator's nephew?"<|im_end|>