8 June 2012
Warning. Bad language today. Yay.
"Um... Is something wrong?" Shit. He'd noticed her staring. She gave him an icy glare and muttered, "Nothing. Who are you?" "...My name's Nathan, but everybody calls me Nate. What's yours?" "...Verity. I am Verity. Pleasure to make your acquaintance. Unfortunately, I can't stop. I have to get going. Maybe I'll see you again." Connie lied. She thought she never would see him again. She got out of her seat and began to head for the exit when he called her. "Wait! At the very least, give me your number. I'd like to meet up again." Connie paused. She'd never been asked for her number outside of work before. She considered it for a moment before speaking. "Fine. As long as I can have yours. You... Interest me." They quickly exchanged phone numbers, before Connie nearly sprinted out of the small cafe.
To be honest, she was glad to be sat in the front seat of her trusty Comet. It had never let her down before. She quickly glanced back at the cafe, and saw Nate still sat at their table, typing furiously on his phone. A few seconds later, she got a text on her phone. "Hey, it's Nate. Perhaps we can meet up nxt wed 2 tlk?" Connie froze in her seat. The realisation of what she had done suddenly hit her. She was an assassin! What the fuck had she been thinking? He could have been an undercover cop for all she knew! Without a moment's hesitation, she fired back, "Sorry. Can't make it next wed. Hopefully I'll arrange a date?" Before Nate had a chance to look out of the window towards the parking lot, she slammed her foot on the pedal and sped off down the highway.
Part 4 soon. Also, I used part of my username. I am just sooo imaginative aren't I?
Secret Diary Of An Assassin Part 3 • Opuss № I