SALLYS POV
I went to Starbucks today, to visit Daisy.
I was talking about seeing Les Mis again.
As I was saying my goodbyes, I turned, looking away. And I ran into someone.
A shortish girl with blonde hair.
My coffee - which was scorching - didn't touch her. I pulled it away, so we just bumped into each other.
"Oh my lord. Im so sorry." I say.
"Its fine- completely fine. The coffee didnt spill..." she says.
Her hair is in a high ponytail, and it curls.
Shes cute.
"I guess..."
"..."
"'..."
"Fine. I'll buy you lunch." She says.
"What?!" I stare at her, astonished.
" You didn't even touch me, why should you? I'll buy it."
"Okay. How about this. We get lunch. Pay for ourselves."
"I dont even know you... you could be an axe murderer. Or even worse- a Logan Pauler. . ." I say, she looks at me confused.
"Who is that? Logan Pauler." She asks.
"A. Your lucky that you don't know. B. Its Logan Paul. And C. How don't you know! You know... big hair, blonde, buff, youtube."
"Oh, I dont own a computer."
".... okay... good... Okay.... then, lets have lunch."
So I have lunch with this girl. Mia Cowan, is her name. And she tells me about working in theater (she is Eponines understudy!) And after she lists books for me to read, she asks me the unavoidable question...
"Whats your job?"
"My job?"
"Your job."
"My job..."
"Your job, noun, a form if getting money, place of work.. you have job, you've mentioned it. You and your cousin do stuff sometimes, thats what you said."
"Well....
"Do you know,
The muffin man?"
"The muffin man?"
"The muffin man."
"Sally, what do you do for a living?"
"Look, I'm not pretentious. I'm not, I swear. My job shows that after you meet me. But I am an actor, in a way."
Mia looks at me in confusion.
"Im a youtuber."
"That was what the build up was for?"
She says blankly but smiling a little bit.
"I guess."
"Thats fine... why were you so sheepish?" She laughs and soon a waiter cones over and takes out plates, he nods at Mia.
"I was worried youd say a criminal or prostitute.. but I prayed you were neither."
Another waiter arrives with small sheet paper.
"Your previous waiter said that you needed this." He said in a Romanian accent.
"Thank you?" Mia said before he walked away at speed like waiters do.
Mia opened it, and winced. Soon she got a pen from her bag and wrote something...
"What is that?" I asked her. She showed me the sheet if paper.
Call me, I know you want to ;)
(((((Random phone number))))))
-Pedro
No thanks Pedro,
Im a lesbian
;)
I smile at her remark.
"Are you really?" I ask
She nodded and soon she called back Pedro.
She handed him the paper and gave him a sickening smile.
He took it and walked away swiftly.
While walking he opened it, and turned round to us and gave us a look.
- -
After we walked around the outside of the National History Museum,and a couple od drinks, and I told her all there is about me - sexuality, age, mental illnesses, family - we got to the flat.
"And this, Madame, is the exterior of my apartment complex'" I say with great exaggeration and expression.
I felt my drunkenness.
"Looks.... british..." she said. I laughed. We stood staring at the stone building for a time, before Mia spun me around and kissed me on the lips. I smiled and kissed back. Soon we were in a rythm as I brought her into the apartment...
~~~~~
And that ny fam,
Was sallys coming out party.
And the closest you may get to smut...
Maybe
YOU ARE READING
Panel // Daniel Howell x Reader
Fanfiction|| rewriting || "I am awkward, you are awkward, lets go out."
