Kimolina moved his hand and nodded " Your not gonna give up, so i'll just have to sleep on it "
His eye twitched slightly, pursing his lips " So your saying.. " This time, she put her hand on his mouth smiling
" I might say yes to your bargain if you shut up and leave the café, kay? " Markus stood up and left just like that. As he shut the door, she heaved a sigh of relief. Taking a sip of coffee gave her a reminder that theres still good things around. She didn't expect him to leave so quickly, she forgotten to ask for his name. The next time he finds her is when she plans on asking. This was crazy though! Doing a bargain with a deranged stranger she had just met? Sure it wasn't set in stone but just the thought of really doing it was bizarre!
Markus on the other hand was eccentric, he waited outside of the café crossing his arms. He couldn't wait for his new target to walk out. His plan was to take her to his home while sleeping, how brilliant! A ding was heard and there she stood before him " Didnt I tell you to leave the café? " She scoffed and headed the direction to her home annoyed " Oh but I did didnt I? Im outside of it! I did what you told me! "
" Whatever, your pushing it creep " Oh how he hated being called a creep " Im not-! " He sighed calming himself down " Belia- " Kimolina rolled her eyes ignoring his presence before hearing him call her the wrong name " Its Kimolina, not Belia! Get it? Kim-o-lin-a ! " Taken aback, his eyes widened at her sudden outburst. Never had he met such a prude human " Well im so sorry you look so similar to the criminal your linked to " The foreigner said to Kimolina, his tone shifting to a discourteous tone. Both were silent til they reached the girls apartment, where they first spoke. Kimolina rushed into her home and slammed the door in his face. To top it all off, she snickered and opened it again just to shut it one more time in his face " Cant you just let me in lady!? Your being ignorant! " He gritted his teeth having enough of this cat and mouse chase " Im sick of your games! " Markus kicked down the door aggravated, he slammed it closed " I was going to let you in..eventually " The girl looked away uncomfortable, he could tell quite easily by her body motion. That was one of Markuses hidden talents, not much knew about. The girl wouldnt peep a word, only in her own shame. Her head was turned away from him, afraid to see the expression he had. On the other hand, he was sneering at her reaction to him raising his voice. Amused, he became a little cocky " Oh dear look at you, your trembling at a small outburst of mine. I sincerely apologize for bursting in but you really ticked me off..Soo..now will you let me stay? I have no time to waste " Kimolina stared at the boy opposite from her. Who was he to be so coy to? Fed up, she didnt even think about her response " Yeah whatever, just shut up and stop being such a grandpa " She rolled her eyes, turning around to stop looking at his annoying face. His wording and tone of voice was transatlantic, sounding like he was from the 1930's. Unsure of what she meant, he tilted his head " 𝘈𝘣𝘶𝘦𝘭𝘰? " He said under his breath, hearing him speak a different language caught her attention. " You're hispanic? " Of course he was, saying abuelo was a Spanish word! In the realm where Markus lives, he basically lived in a Spanish speaking world. Humans spoke the language, everyone did, its just the normal for him. But since he had to do this mission, he needed to learn the common language English. " Well of course I am if you're referring to my language, my homeland is full of whatever you call 'hispanics' I suppose. " He tapped his chin, she was intrigued " I took a little bit of Spanish in my high-school days, thats pretty dope " Dumbfounded at the slang she spoke, he merely nodded his head. Markus looked around the room to get a good look at what he was living with. On the left side from the front door, was this nice city like interior, it was the living room. It had a grey fancy couch, white curtains covering her windows surrounding the tv. The tv was rested on the table, being a fairly good size. Whilst on the left was the kitchen, nice modern and well made looking. It was white mainly on that side. Infront, was a long hallway consisting of doors, one lead to the bathroom and two doors for two rooms, one a guest room and one Kimolinas. She dragged him to the guest room and took her arm out " This is my brothers room but I use it as a guest room, dont touch the closet door, its private " Markus firmly nodded before taking a bag out from behind " I packed for this, not for your home but for a hotel. Mainly if I had the money "