[Location: Janice's Cafe] [6:40 PM]
Black suit- New.
Shoes- Black & New.
Hair- Check.
Breath- Minty.
Perfume- Expensive.
Cash & card- Plenty.
Car- Full tank.
Everything- Perfect.
I am standing in front of the mirror in the cafe's washroom, double-checking every small imperfection on my body. I don't think I have ever spent so much time before a mirror, but now that I look at myself carefully...
Fuck me!
I look like a 25 years old buffed dude who hits the gym and runs marathons every day without a miss. Despite all that buffing up, my muscles are still on the lighter side. I mean, the current me can be compared to those MMA fighters.
But it attracts unwanted attention.
On my way to the washroom, that black hair waitress kept looking at me and smiling, then she bumped into the chair, spilling all the food and drinks on the head of some random guy.
Sadly that unlucky guy's girlfriend also kept looking at me with a sexy smile. She even waved at me while her boyfriend was busy yelling at the waitress. That bitch reminds me of Alicia.
Anyway, I helped out the waitress and paid off that annoying, soon-to-be unlucky guy. The waitress thanked me for diffusing the situation without much fighting or yelling. The guy left, clicking his tongue in annoyance. And his girlfriend left a note with a lipstick mark on her chair.
Haaa. Her address and phone number... such a slutty bitch, perfect for some random fucks, but she isn't a serious relationship type. I tore the note and threw that shit in the dustbin.
God knows how many guys and girls that slut fucked and how many diseases she got. Or how many random dick she sucked before coming here. I ain't putting my dick in her.
...
I came back to my table after checking everything. Just five more minutes to go. My heart is beating so fast. My throat seems dry. I took the glass from the table and gulped down the water.
Phew!!!
I must keep my head clear of those perverted thoughts. Miss Frost has already read my mind before. Although thanks to that, she invited me on a date, this time, I must make a good impression on her by thinking good things instead of thinking about her nice sexy butt and big boobs, which I could play with forever without getting tired.
Fuck! What am I thinking?
**"Oh, you want to play with my sexy butt and big boobs. You are either an idiot or you are someone with the nerve of steel. But at least you ain't like the other people who only sing my praise when I am around them.**
Miss Emma's voice was projected directly into my brain. I jumped up in surprise.
Ah, Crap!
How much did she hear? I messed up again.
Emma Frost entered the cafe.
She is wearing a black party gown which seems too expensive. There is a long cut up to her waist on the left side of the dress, revealing her sexy and slender legs and high heels. There is only one strap on her right shoulder while her left shoulder is naked. Her wide open chest, revealing a tiny portion of her cleavage and those two slight cuts on the sides of her hips...
Her simple long chain earrings, black lipstick, black eye shades, and black nail polish... She is also carrying a black purse.
Perfect beauty in black!
Her appearance is so elegant and stunning that it took my breath away. I am sure I skipped a heartbeat or two... I am mesmerized by her gorgeous appearance.
A goddess of beauty!
I want to praise Miss Emma, but I don't know how to... The words are stuck in my throat, refusing to come out. Can I even describe her beauty in words? No... That's impossible.
I just stood there frozen like a stump.
She came toward me and sat opposite me.
"How long are you going to stand like that?" Miss Emma said with a slight smile.
"I-I..." I don't know what to say.
"What? Cat got your tongue?" said Miss Emma.
"Sorry," I quickly sat on my seat, embarrassed, "I was stunned for a moment."
I babbled out the truth.
"I know. You were thinking so loudly that I couldn't help it. Sorry... if you think I am intruding on your thoughts," Miss Emma apologized.
"I don't mind. I mean, you can read all you want. I got nothing to hide. Everything thoughts you read are nothing but honest truth," I replied.
"Well, I like an honest guy who isn't afraid to show their real face and true thoughts. Truth be told, I find your perverted thoughts interesting. I am learning the truth about myself, thanks to you, Alex." said Miss Emma with an honest smile.
She sounds like a good person, so why does everyone afraid of her? I mean, mind reading is a bit... you know, privacy intrusion, but... I am sure she can't help it when she sees people sucking up to her and showering her with false praises.
Well, I guess people are afraid of their true thoughts since they are usually afraid to face their reality. So, they wear fake masks, trying to hide their true self.
Although I can't read others' thoughts, I have seen people with fake masks that forced me to face my reality. It was hard, but thanks to that revelation, I survived, and here I am, sitting before the woman the world sees as Ice Queen.
In my eyes, Miss Emma is a woman who reads others' minds due to fear of betrayal. She got trust issues. But tonight she is my date...
...
We ate while talking, getting to know each other. Surprisingly, Miss Emma is very easy to talk to. I learned about other mutants and her best friend, Chat, who can speak with animals.
Most of the talks were about Chat and Professor X and how they pulled her out of the dark path. I also learned about her past when she used to be a petty thief who used Chat's abilities to commit crimes like robbing banks and things like that.
Truth be told, I was surprised to hear about her past. It's kind of hard to believe, but I guess everyone has one such unbelievable past story. Even I got some...
I don't think the name Ice Queen suits her.
I mean... Yeah, she can become white diamond, so isn't the name Miss Diamond or Unbreakable Diamond Woman or Unbreakable Psychic or something like that...
"Hahaha. I will be honest. You suck at naming," Miss Emma said with a little chuckle.
She is so direct.
"You shared your past with me. Don't you want to hear mine? Or did you already peek into my memories?" I asked out of curiosity.
"Trust me, I do want to hear about your past. I want to know you. I want to hear it from your mouth. And just for the record, I only read what people are thinking at the present time. I don't dig deeper than that," said Miss Emma, and then she took a sip of red wine.
"Truth be told, I want your help. I am missing some memories, I think. Some very long, forgotten memories. I dream of them, but they are all hazy. So, I want you to peek into my memories. I want you to go deeper and tell me what you see. Please," I said honestly.
This chance, I mustn't let it go...
"Missing memories..."
"Ok, I will do my best. But let's change the place..."
"Come with me..."
Miss Emma stood up and made her way toward the parking lot. I followed her. She stopped before my car...
"I am driving," Miss Emma extended her hand toward me.
"Alright," I handed my car keys to her.
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