"Quotation"

Entries Ten and Eleven

"Naturally, the day after my eighteenth birthday was a workday." The Lady in Blue sat on the stool on the stage in her blue apparel and was looking out at the audience with a blank stare that showed that going to work the day after your birthday was really troublesome. Max, of course, laughed loudly at this, which made Lidya laugh hysterically because Max had to learn how to laugh because that screech-snort he called a laugh was utterly hilarious. Irina and Mikhail were chuckling at their friends' weirdness.

The friends has showed up at Deiter's Freedom Fries eleven minutes early to order a medium pizza, two extra large fries, and their choice in drink such as (to get the facts right): Cokes/root beer/Dr. Pepper. Oh yeah. They were Hungry Hungry Teenagers. And, two minutes into their meal, they had made an astonishingly large dent in it.

"Wal-Mart was exciting and all," the Lady continued, "but after all the awesome yesterday, it seemed pretty anti-climatic. I would rather talk to Agostino, however, there was a time difference between us. A nine hour time difference. To think, when I woke up this morning at six, it was already three pm where he was. And I had things to do that day, which meant I couldn't spare a minute for him." A nine hour time difference? Really? That must be horrible. Well, at least that was what Lidya thought. Not being to properly talk to a friend (or something more) due to being in separate countries. "Nonetheless, I resigned myself to my fate and got ready for another wacky day at Wal-Mart."

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"Good morning, Nika," greeted my co-worker Dessa greeted. "How was your birthday? You're one year closer to being able to legally drink, you know. Not that you drink now, that is."

I smiled at her as I put on my name-tag. "It was magnificent, thanks for asking. How was yesterday here?" I expected something crazy to spew from her mouth, but all she did was shrug. "A lazy day at Wal-Mart," I gasped. "Surely that isn't possible!" She rolled her eyes and told me to get to work. I grinned at her. "You're boyfriend came to visit, didn't he?" Her blush was my affirmative.

I stood at my post doing practically nothing, seeing as it was still pretty early in the day. I stood there for quite awhile until a chick came up and bought a couple of half-priced shirts. She seemed snobbish. And then a middle-aged man bought some tampons, ice cream, and a chick flick. He had a ring on so I assumed they were for his wife. After that, a former freshman at my former school went and bought like six packs of Magyk: The Gathering booster packs, which I tried not to giggle at. My brother Misha had taught me how to play the game four years ago and I still had the introduction pack I had bought just in case I had to play again. It was still in my room, sitting on a shelf, collecting dust, unopened. I felt quite bad for it. Anyway, I checked out two more guys, five girls, and one questionable gendered person before I saw him walk in.

Mr. Calico-Eyed Russian.

Thankfully, it was break time for me. As I headed towards the break room, however, I ran into him. Literally. Upon recognizing me, he cheerfully said, "Hello!" He put an arm behind his back and whipped it forward to produce... a white rose. "This is for you, Nika! Do you like it? Do you still have the rose I gave you yesterday? Oh! Happy Belated Birthday." Cue dashingly white smile.

I blinked. I stared at the rose being offered. I looked at him. I blinked again. This guy sure had energy. "Um," I said eloquently. Then I fixed my mistake. "How did you know it was birthday yesterday?" I glanced up at his calico-colored eyes.

The calico-colored eyes blinked. His smile faltered. "Your bag," he murmured. "A happy birthday card was sticking out." Then he tried to shove the white rose at me. "C'mon, Nika, take it!"

I blinked. I sighed. I took the rose. Because, really? What choice did I have. "Thanks, I guess."

"No problem!" And he went on his merry way.