I smile gingerly at Richard and say "Rough day?" He looks at me for a moment; "Yeah.. I went to an interview for a major company only to be denied of the job. Apparently someone else got it before me. So I'm here to drink my pain away." I begin to wonder if we could exchange numbers- "Why are you here. You look like shit no offense" I look back at him. My heart races. "Heh thanks. Today is Valentine's day. Work sucked. Nobody really came in, my boss yelled at me for accidentally dropping Someones decaf on myself. And then it started to rain and I got soaked before getting to my car"
"Well Elizabeth. Looks like we both have something in common."
"And what would that be?"
"We're both alone on Valentine's day. Here have my number."
He calls Wayne over and asks for a pen and napkin. Wayne gives him a pen and sheet of paper from his order pad that he always carry's around that has orders on it. Richard and I exchange numbers. A few drinks later and we decide to part ways for the night. He tells me to text him that I got home safely.
I just got to my apartment building and see a familiar face checking the mail boxes on the first floor. I go to check my mail and it turns out Richard lives here too, what a coincidence. I open my mail box and notice that I have a package. It's probably from my parents back in Australia. I shut the box and start to the elevator. As I get to the elevator Richard hops in just as the door shuts. We both reach for the button that says three on it. We live on the same floor.
I can smell his colonge from where I'm standing. It smells like outside after it's done raining on a beautiful spring day. His voice is deep. A beautiful deep. His voice sounds like a man who just woke up to answer the phone at three in the morning. His hair is a majestic black colour. His eyes are as blue as the ocean. Beautiful. He reminds me of what I imagine a god would look like. He's very much taller than I. I'm only five foot five. While he looks like he's about six feet and 5 inches.
My appearance. It isn't exactly what you would consider beautiful. I have ivory skin. My hair an unforgettable red colour. Almost like copper. My eyes are amber. Just like my great grandmother's. I have freckles all over my arms and face. But the ones on my face are not that noticeable. I wear glasses. My vision is horrible. I'm not exactly wealthy either. I make just below minimum wage. $8 an hour is how much I make, I work for about 10 hours a day. Which all adds up to $80 a day. I make enough money a month for rent and groceries. I also put a little aside each week and only take out for rent and groceries. It's just me living alone in apartment 44, floor 3. So I don't need much food.
We get to floor three. I leave first, Richard seems glad to see that I made it home alive. He looks at me and says "well would you look at that. A funny coincidence. I live in apartment 43 if you ever need anything." I look at him in disbelief. "No. Fucking way! I live in 44!" We laugh for a minute and say Goodnight to each other.
I get inside my apartment and clean up. I haven't cleaned in a long time. Dirty clothes everywhere, Trash, Dirty dishes in the sink. It's horrible. I start to clean, put my clothes in the hamper, Do the dishes, and take out my trash. Finally I dust and clean my room. I figure that it would be nice to invite Richard over for breakfast tomorrow morning.
It's 9am. I make sure everything is clean, I put coffee on, Do my hair and makeup, Then I get dressed. I end up wearing skinny jeans, Slide on shoes, my favorite blue V-neck shirt with flowers on it. The coffee is ready. I then text him and ask if he wants to come over for coffee. He accepts my invitation. He arrives about 30 minutes later with a few flowers. The waffles are finished. "Good morning Elizabeth how did you sleep?" I reply "Very good, you didn't need to get me flowers"
"oh but it was the proper thing to, You invited me over for coffee. So I'm here to invite you out for dinner if that isn't too much to ask."
"I'd love to go to dinner with you" A smile illuminates on my face. As I go get the coffee, Milk, and sugar, I also come out with two waffles with a dollop of whipped cream and strawberries on the side with maple syrup.
We have a nice long chat about our likes and dislikes over breakfast and coffee.
I learned that he's 24, The son of a wealthy man, Lost his mother when he was 3, His favorite colour is Blue, Favorite food is Pizza, Loves playing computer games, He has a cat, his name is Anderson, He's allergic to Peas, Anderson is only 1 year old, He wants two kids, and get married in the forest. I swear to god he's the best man, I feel a connection already even though I've known him about two days.
*BUZZ* *BUZZ*
My phone is ringing. It's Richard. The screen illuminates the bathroom, I just got out of the shower, I used the new strawberry shampoo that I got, I really like it. And the shower gel smells like Roses. My middle name is Rose, I guess that's why I like Roses, Plus they're elegant. My mother named me after the Elizabeth Roses in the backyard, they're like normal roses but pink, I like the colour pink but blue is my favorite
