Brenda smiled and shook Louis' hand gladly before taking another sip of her drink. "So Louis, tell me a little something about yourself." Brenda raised her eyebrows as she lifted the cup and tilted it to drink the warm and sweet hot chocolate. "Straight to the point aye?" Louis chuckled and looked at Brenda. Brenda snorted a little, causing the sound to echo a little in the cup. She blushed a little as she made the ugly noise right in front of this new man. "Anyways, as you can tell, I am not from this place. I used to live in Doncaster, England. Now, I just travel places." Louis slightly smirked. "Ah, a traveler huh. Must be nice to see different places." Brends smiled and admired this new stranger. "You can say that." He shrugged his shoulders and placed his drink down. "What about you? What do you do for a living?" The gentleman asked. Brenda scuffed and looked down at her drink and ran her fingers around the top part of the cup. "I work at a market place. Just a few blocks away from this place. I really don't do much in town. Just eat, work, eat again and sleep."
"Of course." Louis smiled and took a sip of his drink. "Do you mind?" Brenda asked as she pointed to her donut. Louis looked down as well for a few seconds and looked up. "Not at all. Go ahead." He sat back and watched as she took pieces off of her donut. "Sorry if I look like a pig. I haven't eaten for like I don't even know. Well not a donut at least. I really wanted to try something different." Brenda giggled as she wiped off some crumbs that she felt on the corners of her mouth.
"Don't worry. Change is good." Louis chuckled lightly. The two stared at each other for a few seconds until Brenda looked away. She turned to face Carl, who was giving her a thumbs up and a huge smile. She scuffed and turned her attention back to the young man. "How old are you Louis?" She hummed. "Why do you ask?" Louis looked up after fixing his black trench coat by dusting it off lightly. "Never mind. It's pretty chilly out isn't it?" Bre said as she looked at Louis' warm jacket. "Hehe, it sure is. Love the weather though. Reminds me of home." He smiled. "You are a really interesting person, you know that? I feel like I have seen you around here before. I can't quite put my finger on it." She squinted her eyes and placed her pointer on her lips, tapping it lightly. Louis shook a little, not as noticable, and looked down at his silver watch."Oh bloody hell, sorry love but I got to get going. My boss will kick my arse if I get to work late after having brunch. I'll see you some other time I guess. It was lovely meeting you Brenda." Louis stood up and waved at Brenda. "Well, goodbye." Brenda waved and watched as Louis walked out of the building. She watched him look back and walk to the parking lot. Louis looked around once more and hopped into a black SUV and drove off. "Holy crap." Brenda gasped as she saw the SUV drive out of the street.
She grabbed all her belongings and quickly ran out of the store, not even saying goodbye to Carl. The cold rain hit her and she quickly opened her umbrella and walked back home. "No no no no no." She said to herself and stomped on little puddles that filled the sidewalk. She got closer home and tried grabbing her keys. She shook a little and dropped her keys in her front porch. "Ugh." She groaned and grabbed her keys and opened the door."Ok Brenda, breathe. Its only a black SUV. Many people have those. Maybe the Louis guy just so happens to be one of those people." Bre was trying to think positive. "He is from England. Many people over there have nice things...I think." She continued. "Oh. What am I saying?" She took a deep breath and took off her shoes and coat and hung her coat on the rack while placing her shoes underneath. She stretched a bit and placed on her slippers before walking on the cold hardwood floor.
Three days.
"Not again." Brenda sighed and walked into her bedroom. She closed the door behind her and took off her bra. She then closed the blinds and curtains and turned on the T.V, trying to ignore everything. Louis is pretty damn handsome. She thought to herself while watching Supernatural on the T.V.
Castiel stood right next to the door, watching Dean and Sam start to talk, and gave Dean a serious but calm, deep stare.
"The last time someone looked at me like that, I got laid." Dean said and looked at Cas, who gave him a deeper stare. Dean then winked at Cas, causing the angel to close to large salted metal door of the panic room.Brenda laughed and clapped her hands and continued to watch the episode happily. Three days. The voice said once again. Brenda rolled her eyes and checked the time on her phone, waiting to see if the mail will come. "I still got time. Maybe somethinng new might come. Just this once please. " She shrugged her shoulders and locked her phone. She looked around her room and chuckled, thinking about Carl and his goofy self. "Oh Carl." She spoke loudly. AI just met the guy and Carl already wants me to hook up with him. She thought to herself. Her thoughts were broken until she heard a chime from her phone. She raised an eyebrow and grabbed her phone, seeing a text message.
Carl: Guess what?!
Brenda: What Carl?
...
Carl: I just spoke with Louis and he said that he wants to met with you again.
"Me?" Brenda asked herself as she read the text message for the third time.
Brenda: Why?
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Carl: He told me that you seem like a pretty cool person. He wants to met you on Friday at this park or something like that. xD
Brenda: Lol ok then. Ig
Carl: Great! Wear something nice. ;)
Brenda: Im going to the park. Its not like I'm going out to dinner. -.-
Carl: You never know. He can be quite the "gentleman"....
Carl: Anyways have fun on Friday.
Brenda raised an eyebrow as she saw Carl place quotation marks over the word gentlemen.
Really Carl.
Louis is just a guy I met. A stranger.
A new stranger.
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