My Mute Prince
I m an investigator not the police one but i always had a habit to know all the juicy stories and gossips of the neighborhood that i didn't realised that i was hiding in the closet . watching my neighbours making out......(• ▽ •;)
I can explain i can explain..!! I was just there to steal my freind's notes, she was being a beach and refusing to give them to me and i was at a helpless position so i had no choice but to steal. Then i suddenly heard the frontdoor open and i had heard gossips that my friend's father was out of station but still moaning sound come from her house....ahm ahm ..so since i was in the bedroom i had to go somewhere and hide and get out the house when i got the chance.
That's how i ended up in that situation. But i swear that's the only time i did that ,,seeing other couple make out that is . Breaking into other's house is....... another topic (^_^メ)
Now back to present
im at a cafe thinking about the incident given above and chuckling to myself . The fact that i had to stay in that closet till midnight is traumatizing enought but next day when the same aunty kindly gave me free cookies because i looked tired ( thx to her long lastingness ) made it even worse.
Then i noticed a man i never saw in the neighborhood in the cafe sitting in the corner
seat.
I did what i usually do when i see a new person. Stalk of course. Ok ok stalking is a bit too much but what i mean is i observe.for obvious reasons. What if he is a serial killer or something, i m basically protecting the city. Thats my excuse to follow other people like creeps.
He was reading a book whose title read " how to kill a man and get away with it"
he read it with great interest.
WTF?!!!! i never expected this when i said i was protecting the neighborhood!!!
He was not great looking but it was his elegence that seem to attract the girls to him. He was about 5'9 not muscular but not fat either his face was bearded and messy oily hair. The guy looked like he came straight out of bed and didn't even took a bath. Buttt the look in his eyes ..boy oh boy the lashes was longer and better than by new year resolutions and his adams apple looked juicer than juice itself ( the girl in question is the winner of dad jokes competition hosted in the local dad community so ignorance of meaningless admiration is appreciated)
So in short he was a 7/10 without taking a bath . And could he really be a criminal in cover?
What was intresting was that i couldn't stop staring at the man. And after an intense staring of over 10 min straight ...he finally looked out of the book . It was at that moment he looked right at me ; i. was. ded. ahm ahm what i mean is i looked immediately away from his table .
The adrenaline still thumping in my veins i walked out of the cafe as smoothly and calmly as i could.
* she was walking like a drunk woman who was trying to hide the fact that she was drunk*
***Download NovelToon to enjoy a better reading experience!***
Comments