"To be your friend was all I ever wanted; to be your lover was all I ever dreamed." - Valerie Lombardo
___________________________________NICCOLE'S POV
Before I know it, Wednesday arrives at my doorstep. Life is seriously becoming an all round routine or cycle for me. Wakeup at 6am, drop Bonnie in school, go in for training at work, or just simply stay at home, pick Bonnie, eat dinner, then go to sleep. I don't have any new matches coming up for the now, because no fighters have yet earned a championship match to be qualified to fight with me, the champion. But I still have to go in for training, to keep myself constantly fit and in proper fighting condition.
Also, Quillon has been constantly sending me gifts. Flowers, Chocolates. Everyday, they'd magically arrive at my doorstep, I don't know who brings them or how they get there. But it manages to touch my heart everytime. It's really thoughtful, what he does, and the way he does it.
Anyways, the time was currently 12pm, and I was at home, waiting for Alex, the so called burial arrangement guy, to arrive. The meeting was supposed to start by 12pm. He's late. I hope he doesn't arrive too late because today's the PTA meeting by 4pm, and I'd really love to get there in time, to at least make a good impression on the other women who hadn't yet formed a biased judgement of me yet.
I'm currently wearing a black blouse on black trousers, with a nude jacket strapped around it. And black strapped heels. This is the dress I'd be wearing for both my meeting with Alex, and the PTA meeting as well. It looks corporate, and it's way more conserved, but still beautiful nonetheless. I want to be taken seriously, including by Alex, the new guy I haven't even met yet. And this cloth is well, the start to getting me the respectability that I seek.
Thereafter, I braid up my long black straight hair into a beautiful, elegant updo. I'm not used to just leaving my hair flowing down like that, except I don't have time enough to style it.
Just then, I hear the knock at my door. Thank God!I go to open the door, and what I see shocks me. Even after the bloke introduces himself as Alex, I'm still shocked, and can't even say anything. This guy's fucking handsome. He's really incredibly good looking, for a burial planner. Totally not what I expected, but I have to reply him or I'm going to look like a dumb imbecile who just found out she's also mute, or has magically forgotten how to speak.
"Alex. You're Alex" I swallow
"Yes I am. Don't worry, I get the exact same reaction on your face right now, alot."
"No, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be judgemental. It's just that, I expected someone different. Definitely not someone looking like- you. I'm sorry, come in. Forgive my rudeness"
"It's fine" he steps into my house, and I lead him into the living room, inviting him to sit on the couch, while I take a seat as well.
"So just what profession exactly, do you think fits me Niccole?" He asks, offhandedly
Pornstar! My dirty mind announces and I shun that down "wrestler" I blurt out
"Wow. You mean like you? Well that's a first. I mean, I haven't heard that one before. People tend to suggest other things to me, but it's the first time I'm hearing professional wrestling, from someone"
"So why did you choose a burial planner as a profession? I mean, that can't really pay so much can it? Or offset the bills? It definitely can't let you afford the expensive suit you are even right now putting on, I should think. What happens when there are no more burials to do? Your income's practically dependent on people dying. I wasn't aware people died that frequently, to make it a career option. " I mutter, standing up to get us a bottle of wine. If we're going to spend a longer time together, discussing irrelevants, before we get to the actual business of today, we might as well just drink wine along with it then.
"Astute as well as beautiful. Not to mention blunt" he commends, smirking, folding his arms.
"I'm sorry if that came out the wrong way. I've spent so many years watching people judge me for my own career options in life. I should be the very last person to judge soneone else for his" I instantly apologize. I'm really not in the mood to even delve into someone else's life's choices, or ask questions about it, or judge it for that matter. People had the freedom of choice to do whatever the fuck they wanted to do with their lives.
"There's nothing to be sorry for. I became a burial planner for one reason and one reason alone"
"And what's that?" I ask, definitely curious
"To meet women like you"
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