"By the way, you seem to know my taste pretty well,"Vante spoke. The man seated besides him looked at him in confusion. Vante realised it, and held his coffee cup, pointing his eyes towards it.
"Oh! Um, the case was, I asked the guy at the counter about the type of coffee you took. So, he gave me this,"the man explained coyly, looking down at his cup.
Cute.
"Well, I appreciate your effort, and very well; I forgive you." Vante said. The young man smiled brightly. His eyes shone with glee.
"Very well,"the young man said, and extended his hand forward. Vante mimicked his action and shook his hand, "I'm Leicester."
"Vante."
"That's a pretty unique name,"Leicester replied. Vante smiled back.
"Well, what can I say, I'm pretty unique."Vante replied, smirking. Leicester just stared at the older male in amusement. A handsome man like him gets to be cocky.
"Well, then; what do you do?"
"I'm an artist in London. I paint my feelings on a canvas, and hold exhibitions."Vante said, and let out a soft sigh. He was yet to find inspiration. Love.
"Oh, that's nice! What paintings do you normally do?"
"Well, it usually depends. Sometimes, even a random person gets me inspired,"Vante said, sipping his coffee.
"What do you do?"Vante asked him.
"Well, I'm a chef. I stay in Paris and usually travel around for inspirations. Sometimes, I just learn a random dish, sometimes, I try giving it my signature twist."
"So, did you find your inspiration?"Vante asked, his left eyebrow slightly raised. Leicester let out a long sigh.
"Well, not exactly. You see, I came to meet my best friend Leo here, but I had to leave the city because I received a letter from my sister saying that there was an
emergency. So, I had to leave all of a sudden,"Leicester said.
"Well, I hope everything is just fine,"Vante consoled him. Leicester gave a tight lipped smile, and went back to sipping his coffee.
Time passed, and the ferry reached Paris. Both got up from their seats and went towards the exit. Vante noticed that Leicester was just like him. So his type.
"I hope we meet again,"Leicester beamed. Vante smiled at his eagerness and cheerfulness.
"Sure."
Vante saw him fading into the distance.
We will meet again.
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Blood Ink
Action"Sure." Vante saw him fading into the distance. We will meet again. _________________________________________________ Leicester Lanighan , heir to the Magliona corporation never thought he could ever break the mundane cycle that was his life ..... ...
