As the swear words faded away, Kimolina assumed he had walked off. Catching a break, she sat on her couch. Hoping that 'cosplayer' wouldn't come back, just as she reached for her phone..a THWACK was impacted on her door. Jolting up, she had just enough of this psycho
" Leave me alone already! " She yelled at the door. Outside, Markus was kicking at it after having a quick short walk (about two seconds) to cool down. The door struggled to stay structured by his force, just when he was about to break it down..Kimolina swung it open
"Fuck off already freak! I dont like cosplayers"
He sighed pinching the corners of his nose
" Im not a cosplayer, nor a human filled of idiocracy such as yourself. " His eyes brooded down upon her intimating the girl vaguely
" Cant you drop it? Im not going anywhere with you " Her brown eyes darted left and right, avoiding any eye contact. The boy across from her put a finger on his chin in thought, unsure of what to say next. Before she knew it, he whipped around. When his back turned, the boy paced away. Eyeing him, she shut the door slowly. After-all, its not like he pestered her for the last 10 minutes..!
" What a bother " Kimolina rolled her eyes heading to bed. In the next day, she went to her favorite coffee shop. Bunches of book worms were there, they're faces seemed so familiar to her. Same people every-time she arrived as if she would know they're names from how many times she'd spotted them time and time again.
" Iced almond joy mocha for Kimmy? " A worker called out, she stood up thanking the girl. Before sitting back down, she saw that freak from yesterday! In her seat! How annoying!
" Hey there, 'Kimmy' " Markus grinned deceitfully, he knew what he was doing. He hoped his charming looks would dupe her to be a little nicer. But to his surprise it didn't quite work " Get out of my seat freak, are you seriously still trying to get me to go to god knows where to? " The look of his face twisted into a slight frown, ticked at her saying his plans outloud as if it was normal. Watching her walk over, he made room, watching her sit down with a disgusted look
" Eugh.. " He posed in a gentleman like manner " My, you really should smile more. That hideous frown is a bad look on you dear " He avoided the question with a snicker. The remark just frustrated her more, grumbling and mumbling under her breath
" Leave me alone " She swayed away ticked off " Well.. we could have a bargain if you'd truly want me to leave you alone upon the subject " Kimolina didnt say anything but slowly drink her mocha " If you want me to lend a ear..you help me find Belia Rose, i'll leave you alone " Her eyebrow raised up " Whats the catch " She knew better than to immediately say okay to a bargain. Always look for the catch! He looked down with his thumbs whirling " Well im flat broke so..if it isnt to be a burden, I stay at your home for as long as it takes to find Belia " A few seconds passed by, Kimolina stared at him as if he was crazy. Shes not gonna just let some guy she met a day ago into her house! " How do I know your not just some creep thats really good at manipulating people..or something. Your just speaking nonsense to me and expect me to let you do whatever! " The two recieved glances from all around the room adding to it, she said
" Do you know how unsafe it is to entrust a random stranger that cos- " He shut her mouth with his hand " Im not a cosplayer!!! " Slipping a bit on trying to be polite, he grumbled flaring his eyes a bit before calming himself down and keeping eye contact with her " Look, I need a place to stay. I promise to guarantee your safety if it makes you pleased enough..also you need better manners darling. My name isn't 'creep' or 'freak' its Markus. "