Zach Stone's Last Laugh

Chapter 4

"I think you're right." Zach said, not only to Genesis's surprise but to himself as well. He needed someway to not make it sound so...happy? "How about we talk about this some other time though." He finished, his head was about to explode from all the thinking he had done today. Everything he did seemed to be over thought, broken down, denied and then done anyway by his stupid little brain.

"Coffee! We don't have to plan a time or date right now but- I can give you my number."

"Yeah, yeah sure." Zach was moving way quicker than before. The quick change in pace didn't go unnoticed by Genesis, but she wouldn't point it out- in fact, maybe her people battery was going down a little too. "Heres my phone and then I can take yours," Zach faded out slightly as he put his hand out with his cell phone gripped loosely between his fingers. They were now having a business transaction, it was systematic, the way they switched cellphones. Typing in each others information and naming themselves in the others phone simply with "Genesis Yiles" and "Zach Stone". I mean, what else would they put right? They met about 30 minutes ago. Once they had finished filling out everything, they swapped phones again, and Genesis was standing up ready to go. Zach followed her off of the comfortable couch cushions, his eyebrows twitching as he noted the height difference between the two. "You're tall- oh. Damn, how do you walk in those." He questioned, audibly shocked at the thick heeled boots Genesis wore. He guessed he was too distracted earlier to notice the small details about Genesis's outfit- she didn't look like she came to make a business inquiry. She looked like anyone else who came to watch the show, maybe even a little underdressed compared to some of them.

"Just like you. Tall ass giant." She fired back because somehow this man was still way taller than her in these boots, she even had to crane her neck slightly to look up at him. "I should uhm, get going now before it gets too late." Genesis stated awkwardly as she checked her phone for the time. It was around 12 am, average time for ending her night especially in New York- the show ended at around 10:30, and between waiting for everyone to leave and waiting around in the waiting room. The time seemed about right to her.

Zach slowly nodded as he smiled down at what he would label, a new acquaintance. "Alright, just text me when you feel it's right to meet up, or I can text you. Whatever happens first?"

Genesis nodded in complete understanding, even popping a glistening smile at her like for the last phrase Zach used. "What happens first." She repeated with a more clarifying tone than Zach had used. "I'll see you later then." She hummed as she bowed her torso slightly, turning to make her exit from the room. As she made it closer to the door, she felt a hand hovering over lower back- seeming to just be letting her know that Zach was following her to the door. She grinned as she opened the door and turned to say good bye to Zach one more time, "holy shit- I'm Genesis by the way." She stated quickly, realizing the two hadn't even introduced themselves, though it happened often when people would just know her- she wanted to be different with Zach.

Zach looked at the girl like she had two heads. Really? They just had a whole 40 minute conversation and she's just now saying her name? However, he realized its not like he said his name or anything either. "Zach. Zach Stone." He spoke warmly, matching the smile that formed shortly after as he leaned on the door edge that swayed from the new weight. "It was nice meeting you Genesis." He declared and for once during their interaction, his genuineness showed through his words and reached the other hyper human in the conversation,

Genesis bowed her head slightly again in appreciation again before speaking out a soft "Goodbye" before making her way out of the door frame, and down the hallway. She had no clue where she was going. Just the general direction that was the backstage door, and then hopefully out the way everyone else had left the theatre. Somehow, the clueless girl had made it to the backstage door and had gotten it open, she was making her way past the killer cords that laid around- she hated them, when she realized that all the lights upfront were off. "Fuck-," she breathed out as she pulled out her phone to help her navigate safely from the stage, down the steps, and back into the stage. During this whole predicament, she was worrying over whether the doors would be locked and not let her out- the thought of it made her want to die in embarrassment before she even made it to the huge glass doors. "I swear to God, if these doors don't open I'm going to-" with a click, Genesis's mental health was saved from complete turmoil. She slid the glass door open and made sure to close it behind her with the same click it opened with- even pushing on it to make sure it didn't open because when she wasn't worrying about embarrassing herself, she was worrying about a policeman showing up at her door for some robbery occurring at the theatre. She really knew how to overthink her situation.

With that task complete, Genesis was able to make her way to her car- parked not too far from the theatre doors. This was New York City and Genesis knew that as she had her key FOB held between her middle and ring finger as a weapon, as well as her other hand neatly tucked into her purse holding the knife conveniently put there. She knew how to keep herself safe, without carrying an expensive death machine in her belt loops.

    Thankfully, she made it to her car only having passed a few strangers on her way there. She would ignore the fear that someone had somehow snuck into her car while she was in the show and started up the vehicle. Still paranoid, she locked her doors and started driving right away before starting her music. Finally, she could relax and get home to her apartment- she could strip off the clothes tied now to anxiety and people, and get some sleep before tomorrow. She was mentally drained but able to see the happiness that was her situation.