Yeah, my day went to shit real quick. Rent's always a pain in my ass but when I can't pay that's when it gets depressing. What do you expect me to do when my sleazy bastard of a boss asks me to perform? And not the prim and proper kind of performance. In this scenario it's never, -and I do mean never- a six foot four blond-hair, blue-eyed surfer boy. Just like Gabe they're sweaty, overweight and have this rotten aura. And you know what, I've had enough of pretending to be a submissive creature just as my wonderful but crazy mother always told me to be. "Be gentle Xee", "Don't raise your voice", "Don't attract any attention to you or the family" … Ok that last part might have sounded like we're the mafia or something but in our world attracting attention means trouble. Humans or natives with lesser magic just got used to the idea of not being at the top of the food chain, wouldn't want them making our life more difficult than it already is just because of their fear of us.
Back to my day, I obviously got fired because I really didn't want to prostitute myself. Consequently I didn't get paid, I don't have the rent money, and Dylan just called and informed me that he couldn't pick me up because his girlfriend has forbidden it. Great! So here I am, on foot, without a job nor a penny in my pocket. Buses don't work around here. I could always walk home but I really don't want to use my powers to defend myself on the way. That would actually be unwise if I want to stay alive. To summarize, Dylan is a no show, Belinda, my sister is still working since its only 12pm, Ambros my amazing but hacker brother would do something illegal if I informed him of the situation, so that's a no go and Lexie my best friend is probably busy fighting some great evil with the Guard. My last option wasn't even supposed to be an option but he gave me his number soooo.
I pull out my phone and after several minutes compose Mr. Hot's number.
"Aidair" that was his voice alright. Raspy and sweet at the same time. Yep. I'm officialy insane.
"Hi, it's Alexandria, we've met at the bar last week, you were a bit creepy so I turned you down you still gave me your number and you know when someone gives you their number you're supposed to use it but umm I didn't 'cause I don't know, you were weird and hot and a bit too much. That's not the reason I'm calling obvs'…" who says obvs' oh god my brain doesn't function properly sometimes "… I'm stranded and can't go home, hum I'd really appreciate a lift but if you can't, you don't have to, since we don't really know each other and…"
"Where?" he interrupts me drily
"By the old Mackenzie Farm?"
"Is that a question?"
"No no, that's um where I am"
"Be there in 20 minutes" and he hangs up.
Well that went better than I expected.