"Ugh! Fuck off bastards!" I yell out. I see them taking some time to breathe before they start torturing me again.
I can't believe all of this happened just because I wanted to help a woman. Right! My humanity awakened by seeing her helpless.
Last day was already spoiled by that haughty bitch and her driver. I needed to change my mood. So as decided today I was about to meet the bold blonde who visited my cousin's cabin for dental check-up yesterday. I phone her but it's busy. So I text her to meet me at the Brooklyn Roasting Company as I'm going to meet my friend there. He's also the owner. So it's money saving. I laughed wickedly.
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So in the evening, I finally see her coming, wearing a blue short dress along with a pair of heels. She brushed her hand on her blonde curly hair and smiled at me.
"Hey, Nicky. You're looking beautiful", I give her a side hug and made her sit opposite of me.
"Hey handsome, thanks for the compliment"
We order a few dishes and wait when she says, "You don't look that good. What's wrong?"
"You can tell, I had a bad day"
"No wonder your mood is off"
She moves her hand towards mine saying, "It's alright now I'm here to make you feel good"
I quirked up a smirk asking, "and exactly how are you going to do that?"
Before she could lean her face close to mine, we hear the noise on the other side.
I see a waiter speaking rudely to a middle aged woman. He is almost shouting at her. I went there to check on.
"What's going on? You're disturbing others. Can't you just lower your voice?" I almost give him an outrage look.
"Sorry, sir. I didn't mean to bother you. You may go back to your seat", he says politely.
"That's fine. Where is your manner? She's like your mother's age. How can you talk to someone in that tone?"
"But sir, she ain't paying for the dinner"
I look at her, she's so lost in her thoughts that she didn't respond sooner when I address her.
"Excuse me, can you please pay the bill for the food you just had?"
"I've already paid, ask this waiter he took my card and not giving it back", she glared sternly. Her behavior is reminding me of someone. I look at the waiter cold enough.
He started stammering, "S-sir, we alre-ady ask her card's password but she kept mumbling. I doubt if it's her card"
So I request her humbly to tell the password. I see her thinking hard but she couldn't give any answer.
