Pandora's Box

in #story3 years ago

We were making our way back to my apartment after closing. It was the night of the full moon and my favorite time of the month. I don’t know why I hunt, but I was out late and every time I do, I meet up with my friend, Sam. He’s like my brother, or more like the child I never had.

We walked into my building and he used his key to slip the alarm into place. We walked to the 6th floor and my apartment. We gave a low whistle and talked about the person I was waiting for.

We both stopped. “That was weird.” I said.

“You can say that again. Who would break into this place?”

“Yeah, who would do that?”

I looked out through the blinds to see a couple of officers walk through the hallway. They started to ring the bell.

“That’s weird. I wonder what time the cops are on duty?”

“I don’t know, but I don’t think you got in here to kiss and tell.” He added with a grin.

“Trust me.”

I saw one of the officers knock hard and shake the door. He really started to push the door. I remembered the master bedroom door was not like the other doors in the apartment. It could be really hard to open it.

I shook my head and started to look for the broom. I grabbed the broom and raced to get it before they broke the door. I stepped forward and opened the door.

I looked at them. “Officer, what seems to be the problem?”

“The alarm has been going off all night. Did you forget to turn it off?”

“No, officer. I have been home all night. My friend is here as well.”

“Sir, we were sent to check out the alarm.”

“I figured. I will be down to deal with this in the morning. I’m sure I’ll remember then.”

I nodded to them and started to close the door.

“What’s your name and apartment number?”

“Oh, sorry. You’ve got the wrong apartment man.” I said.

“Wrong door man.” He said.

“You must be in the office.” I said.

“It looks like it.” He let out a half smile.

“Oh, yea, that’s where I live.”

He returned the half smile.

The second Officer took his partner’s place and knocked harder.

“What the-“ I said.

I pressed the door open. “You will have to use that door. We don’t have a key.”

“How about you? What apartment is the wrong one?”

“This one I guess.”

“What?”

“You will have to come back in here to get the key.”

“Oh.” He said. “My partner will question you.”

“I figured.”

His partner walked in and was about to ask me questions. “Where is your apartment 64A?”

“Just to the right.” I replied. “I live here.”

He looked through the open door and saw my apartment. “Oh.”

“What is the problem?” His partner asked.

“Sir, I believe we have the wrong address.”

“Let’s go check.”

Suddenly the alarm stopped. “I wouldn’t worry, but I will go get the key.”

“Sounds good.” I said. I walked down the hallway and got to the door. “No wonder they thought I was down there.” I thought.

I inserted the key and opened the door, half way.

“Well, see. This is our apartment. I assume I’ll have to bail out my friend or explain that we broke into the wrong apartment.”

“Oh, I guess all is understood?”

“The key will stand as proof.”

“Okay, sorry to bother you. Have a good night.” He started to leave.

“Wait. What’s your name?”

“Sergeant Davis,” He responded.

“Why don’t you take my information down?” I asked.

“Sure, I got your name and number. You live here.”

“Right. The apartment is open, right?”

“Yes”

“I would suggest you ask for directions.”

“Oh yeah. We will be back in a few minutes to ask them.”

“I doubt that, but wait here.” I started walking towards the master bedroom.

I went into the bedroom and pulled out a lock box from under the bed. I removed the key and returned to the officers.

“Here’s the key.” I said.

“Thanks.” He said.

They walked around the building in the direction I pointed to.

“Was that opening that door really necessary?”

“Probably not, but I’ll let it go.”

“What’s in that box?”

“This is my emergency survival kit. I would rather not have them rush head first into this. There was also a guide on how to handle break-ins. Should I have opened that part?”

“I guess so.”

He walked over to the box. “You miss the old standards?” He gazed at the 100′ nylon cord.

“What do you mean?”

“I believe my old school textbooks had a cord to hold a cell phone.”

“They did?”

“Yep.”

“So, I’m a dinosaur?”

“Something like that.”

“That’s unexpected.” I said.

“What is?” He took the book out and started to read.

“You being a dinosaur.”

I walked into the living room and started to set the contents of the box.

“You know, you could be a real hipster.” He said.

“I am a hipster.”

“Yeah, but you could be a hipster that’s hip to the hipster thing.”

I looked at him. “I’m not really sure what my hipster thing is.”

“You’re hip to the idea of hipsters.”

“What does that mean?”

“You live in a cool apartment, but have those gauzy curtains, you know, ‘I don’t know why I do that. It just looks nice. I want to be cool.’”

“I’ll have you know I do not have gauzy curtains and they are not just for the eye opening factor.”

“Okay. Never mind.”

“Never mind?”

“We don’t have time for me to figure out why Gauzy Curtain Foundation looks cool. We should get to questioning the people.”

“Oh yea, I guess so.”

“So, did you use to be a hipster?”

“No, I just think I could be a hipster, but it could be presumptuous. I am a cop.”

“I see.”

“I’ll be truthful.”

“Did you used to be a hipster?”

“I think so. I am not sure.”

“Well, I’m guessing you don’t like hipsters?”

“Shockingly. Let me just think on it.”

“Who are you thinking about?”

“I don’t know. Some hipster I don’t like.”

“Oh, so it’s more than that.”

“What do you mean?”

“You are trying to have a hipster conversation, but you don’t know what they are saying.”

“Oh, I never thought of that. Yes, I don’t know, but that is a good point.”

“I just figured you were working on a single word hipster word list.”

“Oh, I was trying that. I’ll be right in. I’m going to clean these up.” He gathered the box together.

“I’ll help.”

“Oh, thank you.”

“So, I know you had something to drink. What do I have to do to get you to drink with me tonight?”

“Really? How about I buy you a drink tomorrow night.”

“I’m flattered,” He said.

I gathered the box together and stood it on its end.




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