This is another “Carla” story for those who enjoyed [The blue dress and the thunderstorm](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jmxphw/the_blue_dress_and_the_thunderstorm_mf/).
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It must have been July or August because I remember it was simply sweltering that morning as I hustled to get a full day’s work knocked out in just a few hours. The plan had been to get to work early and cut out well before lunch, leaving ample time for a Friday afternoon filled with Carla and questionable choices.
As misfortune would have it, the work piled up and my departure was delayed until nearly midday before I finally escaped. It didn’t strike me as too problematic, Molly wouldn’t be home from work herself until early evening.
I let Carla know I was on the way with a quick text and hit the freeway, arriving just twenty minutes later.
This had been my first trip to Carla’s apartment. She’d warned me ahead of time that she’d just moved in and to keep my expectations low.
I finally found Carla’s door on the second floor and knocked. The door swung open and I was greeted by her sea of long dark hair and yet another sundress, this one a reddish-orange hue.