220-word post, or “La Bella Luna”

Meep Brunjug couldn’t believe his eyes.

He was a stargazer, with an array of telescopes and lenses he used to gaze longingly at the moon, taking photos of the Sea of Tranquility, or of the moon’s tallest mountains.

However, tonight, from the roof of his building, his telescope was focused not on Mons Huygens, Mons Hanley or Mons Bradley, but rather, Mons Pubis… of the redhead across the street.

Meep had noticed her propensity for leaving her blinds wide open when she returned from the shower.

He felt a little creepy about it; after all, he was an award-winning amateur astronomer. Although the award had been for penmanship in Grade 4, he still knew he was sort of crossing a line.
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He’d felt really weird yesterday when he literally bumped into her at the corner store. He always was a little too literal, and when she’d smiled said “hi”, he’d blurted out “No, I don’t do drugs,” after which she had frowned and walked away.

To his surprise, she came to the window, looked straight at him and blew a kiss! “Hi,” she said across the street. “Wanna come over?”

He did, more than anything. He shrugged nonchalantly, hoping he didn’t seem needy. Then, he stepped straight off the edge of the building, realizing he should have used the elevator.

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