[untitled] ➵ klance (rewriting)

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Hello! I am currently rewriting this story, so none of the other chapters will fit with this one. Sorry about that! But I plan to fix it soon :)

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[Lance]
Lance became tired at the thought of sitting there for another fifteen minutes, while some old guy counted change. He was beyond the point of aggravation and had completely given up on being angry. It was his fault anyway, if he hadn't been so nice, he could already be tucked away in bed. But life is unfair and yadda yadda.

Lance, who had already offered help, asked the man again. "Do you need any help with that, sir?"

How could you be so dense that it takes you twenty fricking minutes to count out three dollars and sixty-seven cents?

"No, I've got it." He doubted that but kept his comments to himself.

Having nothing better to do, he grabbed a pen from the container on the counter, and drew little flowers decorating the back of his hand. His soulmate hated flowers but this only kept him going. He drew a big pink one on his wrist. Also knowing his soulmate hated pink.

"Excuse me?"

Lance looked up and saw the man had finally finished, "Sorry about that." No he wasn't.

He pushed the potted plant across the counter, putting on a big fake smile. "Thank you, please visit again."

The old man smiled and gently grabbed the plant. "Maybe soon." He turned and walked out the door.

"Please never come here again." He said quietly to himself, making sure the man was long gone.

It's true Lance was being more rude than usual but he had reasons!

His morning started off great. He was up on time, which allowed him a shower and a good breakfast. He was even able to moisturizer his face! But then some evil spirit or maybe a pissed off god of some sort, decided his day should be hell and he shall suffer. Leading into him losing his notebooks, his professor deciding to kill everyone by assigning a fifteen page essay due in two weeks, his dorm mate becoming sick, and finding out the hot dude from the cafeteria isn't his soulmate!

Lance grumbled quietly and decided to just lock the cash register and hope no one would break in. He was too tired to check anything around the shop so he just bolted for the door. He opened it and walked through. Spring was just beginning, which made Lance at least a little happy. His day could be shitty, but he'd always have Spring (and Summer, don't get me wrong), be it two seasons away, or now.

He glanced down at his hands and allowed himself to actually smile as his soulmate wrote their grocery list on his other hand. Which wasn't something uncommon, did they own any paper? But he traced over the writing as they wrote, feeling little jolts of lightning. Loving the feeling and hoping for the day he'd feel a whole thunderstorm when he touched his soulmate.

Looking like a weirdo, standing in the middle of a parking lot, smiling down at his hands, at 11 P.M, Lance pulled back from his trance and walked to his car.

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It's really short, I know but I plan to make the other chapters much longer!!!
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