Y/N gets more than she bargained for when getting to know the mystery creature that's been living in her shop silently for the past few years. She never would've imagined the sort of adventure he would lead her to, nor did she expected to be close w...
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Popping open the container holding a homemade Caesar salad, I place it on top of my desk before poking at it with a fork. Chewing on the lettuce of my first bite, I reach into my pants' pocket to grab my phone and jump between apps, wondering how I should spend my lunch break. I always close the door for an hour to give myself a decent break, restock or work on projects, but today, I don't have much else to do other than eat. I'm in the mood to talk to someone who will actually say something back to me, I think to myself while peering over to the silent desk-hogger, who pays me little mind.
I crack a small smile at him without even thinking about it before looking for my boyfriend's name in my recent messages. There, Clyde sits at the top of the list. He's been so busy lately, calls and messages have been the main way we've kept in touch the past few weeks. Maybe I can convince him to stop over tonight? It's been a minute since we've had a date. Excited by the thought, I message him with one hand while bringing a crouton to my lips. It makes a satisfying crunch as I bite into it.
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'So I've been thinking, if you're not too busy tonight, maybe we can catch a movie or something?'
'It's been a while since we did something with just the two of us 😊'
'We can even stop by that sushi place you like for dinner'
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I felt too giddy to wait for his response, but I kept myself busy eating, leaving my phone face-up on the desk so I can see when he answers. I thought about what movies I've been looking forward to seeing and which ones he might like to see too until I caught Mystery Man watching me from the corner of his eye. I could only spot a sliver of the blue iris through his half-lidded gaze. I smile and reach into my bag for a bottle of water and a honey crisp apple before holding out the fruit to him. Raising his head, the man's eyes open fully as he takes it from my hand, but he only takes one bite before setting it aside for later.
I find myself sharing parts of my meal with him often, mainly because I never see him eat otherwise. Maybe he doesn't need to, but he never refuses either? However, when he does eat, it's always slow, whether it's to savor the food or because he isn't hungry to begin with, I don't know. If he really is a ghost, I suppose the lack of appetite makes sense, but why accept the offer, then? I'll only give myself a headache thinking of all these questions. I'll never get an answer out of him one way or the other. I'm starting to doubt I'll ever know the truth about him.
