Alfred bit his lip waiting for her answer.
"Fine." She finished her churroh and stood up from her seat.
"Sweet! Lets go before Matthew gets back."
"Thats mean." She shook her head and wrote a note tapping it onto her plate letting Matthew know she left with America. She didn't want to bother him as he was on the phone.
"OK now we can go." She stated zipping her hoodie up. Alfred grabbed her hand they quickly left, he was running so fast she couldn't keep up so he was pretty much dragging her.
The left Canada and made it to Washington DC with still day light out. They left the airport and got into Alfred's car. Angela looked at Alfred with a raised brow.
"Are you sure you should be driving."
"I do all the time! Now let's get this show on the road!" He shouted and sped out of the parking lot and to the closest McDonald's. 'We are going to die.' Angela thought to herself glancing out of the window realizing they had stopped with a sigh of relief.
They both got out, Alfred ran infront of Angela and opened the door for her. She laughed, "Thanks." She said walking in. He nodded and walked in after him. 'What a dope' she thought and laughed a little to herself.
"Hm? " Alfred looked at her with a raise brow. "Any idea what you want, Angela? "
She looked at him with a blank look and then shook her head. "I will get whatever you get." She smiled to.him and he returned the smile. He walked up to the counter and ordered two meals. He looked back at Angela rocking on his heels. After they got their meal they sat and ate, with an occasional joke from Alfred.
it was getting late, Alfred kept yawning. "If you'd like you can stay at my home." His voice was slipping into a heavy southern drawl.
"Alright, thank you." They got back into the car, Alfred drove back to his place. But he didn't sped, he was to tired. Angela offered to drive a couple of times but he only shook his head as an answer. He was embarrassed of the way his voice got when he was tired, he was even more embarrassed someone heard it. He parked outside of his house and lead Angela inside.
He was silent, the house was silent, Angela was silent. You could almost hear your own heart beating at the silence, it was almost unsettling.
"Here's where you can sleep." He opened a door that lead to a furnished bedroom that looked untouched. He leaned his head against the door frame his glasses pushing against his face, he watched Angela walk in and he slowly shut the door muttering a good night.
After a good nights rest Angela woke up pretty early and decided to look around. Alfred was no where to be seen, She figured be was probably asleep. So she just welcomed herself to walk around the house. After a few hours he past Alfred came thumping down the stairs. It smelt of Bacon, eggs and something else he couldn't quite put a finger on it. He walked into the kitchen his eyes resting on Angela. She was cleaning up from cooking.
"Hola." She waved to him and gave a smile. "Good morning sleepy head."
He rubbed the back of his head. "You didn't have to cook."
"I know but I wanted to. You can't eat McDonald's all the time, si?"
"I do eat it almost all the time."
She pulled out a churroh from her pocket biting into it. He looked a her and rubbed his eyes.
"Can I have one?" He muttered using his big blue eyes on her.
She looked at him and handed him hi plate which had a churroh on it already. "Eat."she said. He chuckled taking the plate from her and sat down. She sat across from him. They both enjoyed the meal.
"You're a good cook." Alfred commented as he shoveled the food into his mouth.
