woman with the blue umbrella, pt. 3
i know this has been a while in the making, but i've been muse-less and busy. oh geez, no one even reads this, do they?
Living life in a loop.
As if her whole life was running before her, she saw days upon days in the coffee shop reading. She tried to remember back to her last date, or the last time she went to see a movie. The thought that a stranger at the bank could have appraised her life so well unsettled her to say the least. She picked up her book and stuffed it into her coat.
"We'll see who's living in a loop," she mumbled forcefully. She walked without direction for some time before she realized she was lost. She slowed to a stop and took in the scene around her. She had no idea where she was. She tried to retrace the steps in her mind, but she had been a blur of contemplation and frustration, and now she had no idea of where she had ended up.
Slowly turning around, she attempted to find her way back, but gave up after stepping into a deceptively large puddle for the third time. She was wet, it was getting dark, and she was lost. She spotted an office building and ran inside for shelter. She went to the woman at the desk. "I'm very sorry to bother you, but i'm lost. Can i please call a cab and wait in your lobby?"
The woman looked up at the drowned rat of a woman and nodded. "I'll call it for you. You can sit down."
She took a seat in the air-conditioned lobby, shivering and lamenting her impetuosity. One comment from a whacko at the bank made her self-conscious enough to run around the town in the rain? What was wrong with her anyhow?
"The woman with the blue umbrella!"
She looked up, only to see the man from the bank, though this time he was very dry and she was very not.
"I got lost and came in from the rain." I sound like an idiot. "They're calling me a cab. You work here?"
"A cab? you shouldn't have to pay for that, it's highway robbery. I'll drive you."
She looked at the ground and nervously rung out her dress. "I don't want you to think I found you. I really did get lost, I didn't mean to--" He stepped closer suddenly.
"I don't think you did anything of the sort, this is too perfect to have been design. Do you want to wait to pay, or go home now for free?" He smiled.
She smiled back, and walked with him to his car.
To Be Continued...
yea, yea, just leave me alone...
Living life in a loop.
As if her whole life was running before her, she saw days upon days in the coffee shop reading. She tried to remember back to her last date, or the last time she went to see a movie. The thought that a stranger at the bank could have appraised her life so well unsettled her to say the least. She picked up her book and stuffed it into her coat.
"We'll see who's living in a loop," she mumbled forcefully. She walked without direction for some time before she realized she was lost. She slowed to a stop and took in the scene around her. She had no idea where she was. She tried to retrace the steps in her mind, but she had been a blur of contemplation and frustration, and now she had no idea of where she had ended up.
Slowly turning around, she attempted to find her way back, but gave up after stepping into a deceptively large puddle for the third time. She was wet, it was getting dark, and she was lost. She spotted an office building and ran inside for shelter. She went to the woman at the desk. "I'm very sorry to bother you, but i'm lost. Can i please call a cab and wait in your lobby?"
The woman looked up at the drowned rat of a woman and nodded. "I'll call it for you. You can sit down."
She took a seat in the air-conditioned lobby, shivering and lamenting her impetuosity. One comment from a whacko at the bank made her self-conscious enough to run around the town in the rain? What was wrong with her anyhow?
"The woman with the blue umbrella!"
She looked up, only to see the man from the bank, though this time he was very dry and she was very not.
"I got lost and came in from the rain." I sound like an idiot. "They're calling me a cab. You work here?"
"A cab? you shouldn't have to pay for that, it's highway robbery. I'll drive you."
She looked at the ground and nervously rung out her dress. "I don't want you to think I found you. I really did get lost, I didn't mean to--" He stepped closer suddenly.
"I don't think you did anything of the sort, this is too perfect to have been design. Do you want to wait to pay, or go home now for free?" He smiled.
She smiled back, and walked with him to his car.
To Be Continued...
yea, yea, just leave me alone...