Bat in Central

Chapter 2

Reyna laid on her bed until her stomach started to growl. "Great," she mumbled. She knew that she didn't have time to go grocery shopping properly yesterday so that meant she has to deal with her hunger while being surrounded by food.

She swung her feet out of the bed and slowly wondered over to her closet. She pulled open the doors and decided she didn't give a shit about what she looked like so she just put on a bra. She put her raven-black hair up in a messy bun and looked on her phone to see what the weather is like.

"Why the fudge is it in the fifties?" To all those single boys out there, watch out. Reyna will kill those who talk to her without her morning cup of tea. Perks of growing up with a man who never seemed to sleep, and having almost the same sleep schedule as said man.

So she grabbed an oversize hood that said 'Wayne Enterprises' and drove to the closet grocery store. Remembering to actually take her car, not her motorcycle. Thankfully, there was a drive thru Starbucks open. 

As she walked through the store with her basket she looked at her list. 'I need eggs, milk, cereal, bread, pancake mix.' Because she was not paying attention she bumped into the back of someone.

She fell on her butt and started to apologize about not paying attention. When she finally took in the sight of the person she ran into, he had his hand stretched out to help her up. She blushed slightly and uttered a soft thank you.

When they went their separate ways Reyna was belittling herself because of how stupid she was for not talking to him. Unbeknownst to her, he was doing the same thing.

'Smooth Wallace! Real smooth!'

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Reyna put the meeting aside and was able to get everything on her list except for the pancake mix. As she entered the isle with the item she noticed that it was on the highest shelf and that it was just out of her reach. 'For the love of.'

She stood on her tiptoes and stretched with all her might, but she still wasn't able to reach it. She started to hop but that just made herself look like a fool.

"Looks like you need some help." Reyna turned her head and saw that it was the same man she had ran into. Heat rose up to both of their faces and he smiled. "We have to stop meeting like this. I'm Wallace, but my friends call me Wally. You?"

As he took the box off the top shelf and gave it to her she smiled and revealed her name was Reyna. "Well Reyna, what shall my reward be for helping a damsel in distress?"

"A thank you." When she realize that this dork was trying to flirt with her, well she decided to have some fun. He pouted and asked was that all he got. She patted his back told him that if he could answer a video game trivia question then he gets to choose the prize.

"You are so on! What is it?" Reyna thought for a moment before smiling.

"What In-game Level does Bulbasaur have to get to in order to evolve to Ivysaur?" Wally thought long and hard about this when it finally hit him. Cisco always talked about Bulbasaur.

"Level 16."

"Dang. I guess you win. So what do you want?" Now Wally knew what he wanted.

"Your number."

"Why?"

"Because you seem interesting to talk to." Reyna blushed and took his phone in order to insert her number. Wally smiled and bid the unknown heiress goodbye.

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Wally stared at his phone in a deep concentration while he laid on his bed. What should he say? Should he act cool? Should he open with a joke? He was no good at talking to females.