A PET?! My mind froze. All I could think of at the moment is how this girl keeps making me speechless. Every time I look into her eyes, I get the feeling that my lies will be exposed. However, even if I don’t say a word, it feels as if she could read my emotions. I get the inkling she’s toying with me.
“What do you mean by “pet”?”
“Exactly what it sounds like. I’m here in Rouzin for business. It’s quite lonely with no close friends here. That’s where you come in. You want to know more about me? Well I want someone to play with,” she replied.
Dark brown eyes, silky dark brown hair, speaking perfect Rouzese, I thought she was a native like me.
“You’re not from here?”
“November 20th, 6 PM. I’ll be flying back to Moia,” she said, smiling. “It’s now… what... October 23rd? You have a month to entertain me.”
I sat there, still stunned. I’m pretty sure my face is distorted in a ridiculous fashion. If we were filming a variety show right now, my reaction would’ve been gold.
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She stood up, took the dishes, and put them in the sink. She blew out the candles, turned on the lights, and grabbed her suitcase. I followed her, wondering what she was going to do.
“Why are you packing?”
“It’s way past 6 PM. I’m technically late. Be honored I stayed for you. Thanks for dinner though. Be a dear and do the dishes too. Then check out of this room for me will ya?” she said as she rushed out the doorway. “Oh! And don’t forget, two days from now, meet me at the tower. I’m a good owner; I’ll walk my own pets.”
The door closed in my face and I heard her footsteps fade away. Flustered, I went to the sink. Does that mean I’ve gotten a date? Dazed, I washed the dishes, put everything in the room back in order, and went down to the lobby to check out. I then headed up back to my room only to realize I had mistakenly checked out of both our rooms. Putting my head on the door, I let out a long sigh. Since there was nothing left in my room anyways, I decided to go back home.
Getting in my car, I threw my backpack over to the passenger side. It seems as I’ll need to get gas first. I let out another sigh. I got on the freeway at a little past 7:30 PM. 30 minutes later, I’m still in traffic. I let out another sigh. When I finally got home, without turning on the lights, I threw my backpack on the couch and headed straight to bed.