Birthdays were never something Jonah annually celebrated, mostly because the orphanage could never afford it. They were already struggling with providing food for all the kids on a daily basis, so adding a cake for each one, too, would mean bankruptcy. But Jonah never complained. His birthday wasn’t even his real birthday, but the day he was actually found, the same day he was given up. Ever since then, however, the orphanage always considered it to be his birthday. So eventually, he did too. Being born, and being found, is pretty much the same thing, isn’t it?
But today was different. Today, he wasn’t just another year older, he was remembered. Even if it wasn’t anything huge, it was better than spending another birthday alone. For the past five years, that’s all he did. So this was refreshing, and he hadn’t known how to properly approach it. After his usual morning route, he had invested most of his time rummaging for clothes that didn’t seem so weathered down to wear. Of course, this wasn’t huge, but to him, it was. Maybe because it was almost similar to a date. The first one he’s ever had. If he could even call it that, anyway. He’s still quite unsure why she had initially asked him to hang out, but he doesn’t question it. Perhaps she just wanted company. And all of this was just a coincidence. Pure luck.
His back rests against the lamp post as he peers over his phone for any messages from her. She had emphasized her invitation, yet here he was, ten minutes after their scheduled meeting time, and still no signs of her. Certainly, she couldn’t have forgotten, right? In a way, Jonah wouldn’t be surprised, but he’d be lying if he said he wasn’t disappointed. Just then, he hears the patter of foot steps from a few feet away, which is enough to drag his attention there. Surely, there she was, hurrying towards him. And just like that, a grin occupies his expression as he perches onto his own two feet again, “Slow down– You don’t want to lose your glass slipper, do you?” A laugh breaks out right then, and he’s sliding his phone back into his front pocket, “Last customers, I’m guessing?”
Red was the only thing her eyes caught sight of. He was there. The feeling of relief rushes through her as both feet quicken their pace to close the distance between them. She didn't expect him to still wait. After seeing all the texts and calls he left, the female expected he already made his way home. Thank god.
Upon approaching him, she flashes an apologetic smile his way. "Jonah— I-I'm.. sorry.. I guess you can say that.." The tone of her voice was weary, but a hand reaches out towards his to grasp onto. Reina always found it comforting to hold onto the male's hand. Although, she was hoping it wouldn't astonish him as much. "It won't happen again. Are you ready to go?"
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