Nostalgia [Quakity x Oc]

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This is how Quakity looks btw ^-^

A load roar is heard in the crowd as I throw my cards onto the long table. I grab all the money in the middle laughing. "Well boys, it's been real, but I have some business to take care of. Cheers!"

I'm walking away feeling a pare of eyes following me, I pick up my pace.

Small time skip
No ones POV

When Charlotte gets to the top of the tall building called the stratosphere tower. The wind changed the temperature quickly making her hug the rose embedded fleece draped around her arms as she leaned on the railing, looking down on the country she thrived in. Las Navadas was her gold mine, filled to the brim with the unfortunate soals that bet all their money away looking for a quick cash grab.

"You look nice today..." Caught off guard she pulls out her knife, throwing it at the man. It lodged itself at the side of his head taking a few hairs with it.

The man she now realized to be an old freind, Quakity with his hands up a look of amusement in his eyes. "Chill out Cinders! You knew we were meeting so what's with all the nerves?"

Charlotte's POV

'Cinders... Has it been really that long?'
I slightly frowned at the thought.

"You know that's not my name and you're far different than the person who use to call me that." A look of pain makes it's way onto his face for split second before shaking it off.

"Cinders, Charlotte, either way I get to talk to you."

"Oh right, business. So what's up? You want some money?" Quakity looks down smiling. It was almost mockingly.

"Heheh no, no I don't want your weird money." He takes out a cigar and his lighter.

"Please don't smoke right now. I don't want to go home smelling like an ash tray."

"Pffft good one." He keeps laughing for almost a minute and I can feel my patience thinning.

"I'm not joking right now, please don't light it." He stops laughing when I say that and looks at me.

"You're serious right now huh? Okay." he throws the cigar over the edge of the railings. "But we're catching up."

Quakity starts walking towards the elevator and I try to catch up to him.

"What about work? The only reason I came here was because you said you needed something." I protest.

"To hell with work. This is more important. Think of it this way; how am I supposed to do business with someone who I barely know anymore?"

"I guess that makes sense...."

"Now you get it! Ladies first." He does a small baw while opening the doors for me.

I walk into the small elevator and he follows after me. A moment of silence passes us as we go down, watching the lights blur past us.

"Wait a damn minute." He turns to look at me for a split second. I look down at him making eye contact for the first time.

"What is it?"

"How fucking tall are you?" 'This man... I thought something was seriously wrong.'

"I'm 5'10, but I'm in 6 inch heals right now so like 6'4?" Another bit of silence falls on us but is soon gone.

"AHHHHHHHHH! EVEN WITHOUT THE GODDAMN SHOES YOU'RE STILL 2 INCHES TALLER THAN ME!! TAKE THEM OFF. TAKE THEM OFF RIGHT GODAMN NOW!" He points at me and I start laughing at him pointing.

"No way! The floors here are gross!"

"FUUUUCK!"

'Yep, same old Quakity... just a different me.'

Short chapter because this was hard as fuck to wright.
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