Icy Romance

Chapter Four

Caitlin Snow's P.O.V.

   "Well Caity, this is my shop, oopsie stop not shop, I obviously don't live in a shop that'd be very weird, then again I suppose you could have an apartment above a shop but then again that wouldn't be living in an actual shop." Kara slurred with a giggle as she rambled on rather adorably as our cigarette smoke and vomit scented cab came to a stop right in front of a rusty-red brick building that looked to be roughly five or six stories tall as dime-sized drops of rain started to patter down on the rock chipped windshield.

   "What," I asked, completely lost in just how adorable Kar was when she was drunk and rambling on before continuing as cheerful as I could while attempting to hide the sheer disappointment that I was feeling at the fact that I wasn't going to be spending anymore alone time with the sexy blonde junior journalist, at least tonight." Right, you have an interview to transcribe, have fun with that, anyways I'm really, really looking forward to reading your article on S.T.A.R. Labs' Particle Accelerator well when you get it published; obviously. Oh, one more thing before you leave this cab to transcribe our interview I had fun tonight, hopefully we can do it again sometime."

   "Whoa, okay well apparently, I'm still intoxcated, oopsie that's not even a real word, intoxicated seeing as everything is still spinning and there are two of you, not that that's a bad thing really. I'm going to need to ingest a lot of coffee to hopefully sober myself up before I can even think of beginning to transcribe our interview... so maybe our night doesn't exactly have to end right away... join me up in my apartment for a cup or two of possibly incredibly strong coffee." Kara remarked, words still slurred and I couldn't help but notice how Kara blushed when she said that her, Kara, was seeing two of me wasn't a bad thing, an observation that made my tummy do very pleasant backflips.

   "Oh, I don't know, it is rather late or more accurately given the time, assuming the cabbie's radio is correct, really, really early in the morning and I really should be heading back to my house and try and get at least a few good hours of sleep before I have to drag my ass into S.T.A.R. Labs for the day." I remarked trying to play it cool before shooting the sexy blonde a wink and continued, "Nah, I'm only messing with you Kara Ellis, you're just so damn adorable you know that. Anyways, I'd love to join you in your apartment for a cup or so of coffee after all I could probably use some sobering up myself or I'm going to have an even worse hangover than I will already have and getting to spend a little extra time with a certain blonde junior journalist is a mere bonus."

   "Oh, oh Caity, Caity I don't feel good and I can't seem to find the correct door handle to open the door as I'm seeing multiple of those too." Kara moaned and out of the corner of my left eye I noticed Kara's right hand go instantly to her pretty mouth.

   "Hey don't vomit in my cab, I've had enough disgusting puke in my cab during shift!" Our middle-eastern cabbie that had I a vibrant yellow turban on, snapped clearly annoyed.

   You don't have to tell me; I can smell it; gross I thought to myself as I forced my milk chocolate chip brown eyes off of the blonde journalist to look at the fare counter that was just above the radio. Seeing how much the fare had come to, I eagerly fished my icicle blue cracked leather wallet out of my ochre brown leather 'evening out' purse that I had set on lap and pulled out a single ten-dollar bill that had been folded several times, to cover both the fare and a generous tip for our cabbie and gently set the well-used bill on the console that separated the driver's side and passenger's side seats.

   Fare and cabbie tip both paid up, I opened the back driver's side door, after making sure that there were absolutely no oncoming vehicles speeding passed, and stepped out in to the rain that was still drizzling down making me wet, well in a completely different type of wet than I already was. I then made my way around the front of the bumblebee yellow and ebony black checkered cab that had the wipers going, golden headlights silhouetting my amazing form, stumbling just a little bit due to being still intoxicated and nearly dropping my purse and therefore causing me to place the open palm of my right hand on the rain-drop covered bumblebee yellow hood of the cab for support, to the back passenger door and easily pulled it open revealing a totally adorable Kara still struggling to grab the chrome-platted door handle.