Wednesday
Last night I still watched Hotel Transylvania all night with Stenson, but that's okay. However, when I woke up I was excited to go to the café, I'd get to see Wilbur and that was enough to make me wake up and play brighter music and get dressed properly. I don't think it's much of himself as it is that there is something new in my life; things have been the same forever and now they're not. And its not raining today so I can take Stenson to the café with me.
I put more effort into my make up and my outfit, and I hung out with Stenson a bit more, before I left the apartment and went to Allison's job. She is always working, literally always. I guess that's what happens when you own a whole restaurant.
It was not a busy today as it was yesterday; it was just a few people that I don't know, Allison, and Noah. "Hey" I say as I sit by him, placing my computer bag on the ground under my stool and Stenson pads my lap before laying down
"Hello, heartbreaker" he says, raising his eyebrows in a weird way. At first I was confused... he's talking about yesterday at the show, Allison told him. Just as this thought occurs to me, the owner walks up to us
"Hey guys" she says, but stops as soon as she sees the look I'm giving her
"You told him, didn't you" I say with a deadpanned expression, in a joking manner
She chuckles nervously, " well you didn't say not to tell him" she smiles and Noah gives a 'yeah' in the background
I give a weak laugh, "I guess you're right. Anyway, Noah, I am not a heartbreaker because nothing happened or is happening or will happen so... shush" I smile and open my laptop when he playfully scoffs and asks for a muffin from Allison and then leaves for work. The untitled doc opens up and I smile, but force myself to close it instead of re-reading it and open the doc of the book I'm working on
Words flow a bit easier than they did yesterday morning, which put me in a better mood that I was already in. I've decided that part of the change in the book before I end it is to give the readers closure; make things very soft and safe and then rip it away in the most excruciating way possible.
Nice.
However, I wasn't able to get far because I kept checking the door for Wilbur to walk in. Pathetic I know, but he's just easy to be with.
He's probably not even gonna stay, he'll pop in and get food and leave with barely a glance at me. Why do I care if he does? I don't
I do.
"Toms Diner" has been playing in my head all day, such a banger song. And when I listen to it I can't help but think of Wilbur, which is dumb because it has nothing to do with us.
As soon as I get really into writing and sucked into my work I feel someone sit next to me
I look over and my heart slightly jumps, scared the crap out of me, "Jesus holy crap" I say and place my hand on my chest
He laughs lightly and I do to, "well hello to you too" he says and rolls his eyes with a smile
"Not my fault you sacred me" I laugh and feel awkward again. He looks at my laptop and I get scared
"What are you working on?" His eyes show curiosity, but he's polite and doesn't snoop and try to read it, which helps a bit
I still stammer as I say "oh nothing, a book that probably will never get published" I say the last bit quietly and quickly and feel my face burn.
"I bet it's wonderful, I'd love to read your work" he says and then changes the subject to the cat on my lap, "aww who's this?"
Stenston automatically climbs into his lap and starts purring, "that's Stenson, my room mate" I say and Wilbur laughs
I hate that conversation is still awkward because I really like being around him, but I guess that's just how I am. He's so easy to get on with, I'm fucking this all up.
We banter about little things until he gets a phone call, "sorry, I gotta take this" he says and gets up, Stenson crawling back into my lap
As soon as he's out of ear shot Allison and Noah walk towards me with smiles. I thought that fucker went to work
"He's cute" Ali says right as Noah says "told you so" and I groan
"What the hell are you two doing" I say, looking behind me to see Wilbur on the phone still
"Well I work here" Allison says and points to Noah, "he's late for work"
Suddenly the red head jumps, "holy fuck I forgot about that, bye!" And he grabs his coat and speed walks out of the building
We start laughing as he passes the window and waves at us, "he's a mess" I say and Ale laughs and agrees
"Right, sorry about that" Wilbur says as he comes back, much to my dismay because Allison is still talking to me
"No worries at all" I say and laugh, trying to discretely get Allison to go away... she doesn't
"Hi, I'm Allison, Robins friend" she sticks her hand out and he shakes it
"Hello, I'm Wilbur" he says politely. I bet he's great at meeting parents, not like he would meet mine.
"I know" she mumbles and I grow red, "alright, I'll get back to work" she says and walks into the back of the store
"I'm sorry about her" I say and put my head in my hands
He gives a laugh, "don't worry, my friends are a hundred times worse" he laughs and I give a weak chuckle. How bad can his friends really be?
We sit for a second until he sighs at the ding of his phone, "I'm so sorry but I have to go, here" he hands me his phone with an empty contact page pulled up, "do you wanna..?" He says
I smile slightly and put my number into the slot and type "Robin :]" into the name
"Thank you, talk to you later" he grins and walks away
I start grinning too
*
"He definitely likes you!" Allison says and I roll my eyes
"No way in hell, he's-" I stop. What is he? Well he's absolutely beautiful of course, he has a great voice, he's good with Stenson, he's great to talk to... he's practically perfect.
I don't even know him that well, maybe he has a weird job, or bad anger issues, or like a weird fetish... I don't know
"He's what" Ali says, I got too caught up in my thoughts and now she's smiling at me all weird, "your dream guy"
"No, I don't have a dream guy, I'm an introverted writer that likes plays like Heathers and Hamilton" I groan. I'm such a dork.
She laughs, "maybe he likes that stuff too"
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Just 'A Guy' || Wilbur Soot
FanfictionRobin Andrews loves to write and spend hours being under stress... ok, maybe not the second one, but she always is. Wilbur Soot loves playing music and being used for his fame... not the second one, but it happens and he's always sceptic. When the...