Shattered Glass | A Short Story [EDITED]

McDonald's [Ch. 5]

After putting on some more casual clothes, I went back downstairs to meet with Daryl and go to McDonald's with him.

"You ready?"

"Uh-huh."

"Let's go on our breakfast date."

We walked out and onto the porch and down to his car that was parked neatly by the side of my home.

"You're very obvious."

"I know," he sighed before continuing, "but there was just nowhere else to park."

"I guess you're right.'

I hopped into the passenger seat while he started up the car.

"Did you steal this car?"

"What? Oh, no. My grandma stole it and then gave it to me."

"You have a cool grandma."

"I know."

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"Can I get a strawberry-banana smoothie and a breakfast omelet please?"

"Coming right up, sir."

We seated ourselves at a table after he prepayed and we conversed in small talk before his omelet and my smoothie arrived at the table.

"So what's your favorite color?" I asked.

"It's definitely orange. Light orange, like a pumpkin. Yours?"

"Forest green."

"Not bad."

"Yup."

We talked some more before going back to the topic of the break in.

"Why were you breaking in at three in the morning? Why not eleven or twelve? Don't you want sleep?"

"One, it's pitch black. Two, because it's likely you would still be awake at that time. Three, I have insomnia so it's harder for me to sleep."

"Really?! I have insomnia too."

"Were you awake when I broke in?"

"Nah, I got to bed a two."

"Sorry for ruining your sleep."

"No, it's okay. If you hadn't of broken in, I wouldn't have gotten free McDonald's."

We laughed for a little bit before getting locked into a stare. His brown eyes looking right into my grey ones.

Suddenly, it felt like we were the only people in the room (we were, but still).

Even after he had broken my window and trespassed. Even after he had zip tied my hands and didn't share my icecream, even though I had only known him for a very short amount of time, I could tell he didn't mean any real harm (to me at least, not my property though).

I saw him look at my lips before looking back into my eyes. After staring at one another for a minute, we started to lean in.

When our lips finally touched, it was better than anything I'd ever experienced.

Even better than pistachio icecream.

Finally, we pulled away for oxygen before gravitating back towards each other.

"Umm, ma'am, sir? I'm gonna have to ask you guys to leave."

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After leaving the McDonald's we headed back to his car to go to the park.
After arriving, we both took a seat on a nearby bench.

"I had a-uhh a good breakfast, thanks Daryl."

"No problem Luella."

"So, do you wanna do this again?

"Break into your house again?"

"McDonald's, Daryl. McDonald's."

"Oh that? Of course."