sinnamon roll

/elle reeves, twenty-six, waitress. you got your passion, you got your PRIDE, but don't you know that only fools are satisfied? dream on, but don't imagine they'll all come { t r u e. }

[ellereevcs]

“You’ve obviously never been to a party with me,” he shook his head, trying to tame his smile to fake offense but failing after just a few moments. Moments lasting about the same time like the glance that flicked to the woman’s lips. “Ah, I’ll be sure to send them a thank you letter along with the wedding invitation.” Another chuckle got through before he clicked his tongue. “August is a name so many Roman emperors held, it comes with some kind of dignity, you know? Dignity I obviously don’t posses.” His light voice was mixing with laughter as he spoke. “Yeah, alright, that’s definitely the better option. Though it sucks, because in that case I really ought to avoid theaters. That’s not going to work.” He folded his hands around the cup. “Ah, spasibo. No, they didn’t, they still insist on calling me Algernon. Probably it’ll take a breathtaking woman like you to convince them Algy sounds much less like a name of seventy year old banker.”

“Mm, suppose we’ll just have to change that then, won’t we?” Elle suggested with a grin hinting at the edges of her lips.  She then laughed at his next words, “wedding invite?” Elle asked, her brow arching high in question. “Gee, take a girl out for dinner first,” she teased gently, resting her chin in the palm of her hand, the other reaching for the mug as she took a sip. She looked at him from above her cup and smile slowly spread across her lips, “I personally find dignity overrated. I mean, it almost kind of goes hand in hand with snobbiness, doesn’t it? I’d rather have Honest Abe than Dignity-...ness August..?” Elle grimaced lightly at her own words then chuckled softly, grinning, “I’m glad to hear you enjoy the theatres, I’m sure we’ll figure something out.” She then shook her head, pursing her lips to stifle a laugh. “I’ll try my best, though I think you’re overestimating my charm just a bit.”

[ellereevcs]

“That’s exactly what it is.”

“That sounds really cool, I’ll have to stop by sometime. Tell me, do I have any chance at getting a free coffee or pastry?”

[masondaniels]

“No. I’m fine.” She shook her head.

[ellereevcs]

“Are you sure? That looked pretty harsh.”

[ellereevcs]

“In that case, I can forgive you. Maybe I’ll come dressed as Batman to make sure you don’t become a supervillain and take over the world.” Only then taking the first sip of his hot chocolate, the man chuckled into the hot liquid as Elle talked, a few drops getting stuck on his upper lip. As words started leaving his mouth again, almost no trace of it was left. “Maybe the fact they supplied me with tons of money could change your mind back,” he said teasingly, raising his eyebrows challengingly as she looked for the answer. “So you didn’t like August at all? Damn, I like that one best. Well, though I’m glad I give off the vibe like I would sacrifice my son if God told me, yeah, you’re right. But, Algy is enough.”

“You know, some people would call that being a party pooper,” Elle accused, narrowing her eyes in a mock manner. Glancing down at her hot chocolate, Elle took a quick sip, some whipped cream left on her upper lip that she licked off as she set the mug down. “Hm, well, that, and the fact they also supplied me with a very charming man to spend the afternoon with, well, consider my mind changed,” Elle wiggled her eyebrows at him with a grin. “I don’t know, you just don’t look like an August to me, I guess,” she then laughed at his next words. “Hey, he’s not the only well known Abraham out there, what about Honest Abe? He’s kind of a hottie too, something you both share,” Elle teased. “Algy,” she repeated with a nod, “it’s kind of cute, actually. Maybe your parents knew what they were doing after all.”

[ellereevcs]

“No I’m serious, I have another pair. And these are probably… salvageable, somewhat. It’s fine, don’t worry about it.”

Elle frowned, still feeling a little uneasy. “If they’re not, honestly, just message me and I’ll-” she shrugged, shaking her head, “do anything.”

[ellereevcs]

“An actress. Holiday James Granger. It’s a pleasure.” Holiday holds out her hand.

“Oh-” Elle laughed, “sorry I didn’t recognize you, pleasure’s all mine.” She smiled, shaking her hand.

[picnissimo-blog]

“I still can’t wrap my head around why the grocery clerk’s got to cringe each time they see Vegemite in my trolley. It’s not as horrific as they seem to think. Can’t possibly imagine breakfast without it.”

[ellereevcs]

“What does it even taste like? I don’t think I’ve ever had Vegemite.”

[ellereevcs]

[ellereevcs]

“Oh it’s fine, I’m used dealing with an excited four year old and excited people in general. Plus, he’s excused by how adorable he is.” Holiday bends to pat the dog’s head.

Elle laughed as Charlie wagged his tail, thumping it on the ground and eagerly accepting the girl’s hand. “Are you like, a nanny or something?”

[ellereevcs]

“New products for my shop, a few new books but most importantly, new coffee.”

“Books? Is this like, a book store slash cafe sort of thing?”

[ellereevcs]

“Ah, what a shame. Solving riddles is my favorite pastime.” His head tilted to the side for just a moment, a slightly raised eyebrow and a shrug of his right shoulder bringing it closer to his face accompanying it along the way. A few seconds went by in silence as the man nodded slowly a few times, as if in a confirmation, before repeating her name, “Elle,” with the smile still present, never really leaving his face. “Yeah, I think I will. C’mon, be honest, which one of these names suits me the most, huh? Abraham, Algernon, or August? Just so you know, it really is one of them. Can you tell my parents hated me before I was born?” He grinned before narrowing his eyes in fake consideration. “But hey, I hope that won’t shake up our new soulmate thing we’ve just discovered.”

“Ah, well, I’m sorry to disappoint,” Elle gave a helpless shrug and a sheepish smile, “but hey, next time we see each other I’ll make sure I’m prepared with as many riddles as possible.” When he listed the names he made her guess from, Elle shook her head with a wild grin. “I don’t know, the whole ‘parents hating me before I was born’ is kind of a deal breaker for me. I’ll think about it,” she teased, then paused, looking at him for a moment, pondering the three names and narrowing her eyes slightly in concentration. “Well.. you definitely look like an Abraham, but.. Algernon seems too out there for you to just come up with on the spot, so I think I’m gonna with that.. am I right?”  

[ellereevcs]

“A pretty penny –– really though, it’s fine, I got it. It’s not like I don’t have another pair just like ‘em.”

“Wait- was that sarcasm or do you actually have another pair just like them? And are you sure because it’s no trouble, really, I can pay for it.”

[ellereevcs]

 “well trust me, we all have those days, some of us more than others.”

“Thanks.”

[ellereevcs]

“I’m and EMT.”

“Ohh, yeah.. that makes a lot more sense now. What’s the strangest call you’ve ever gotten as an EMT?”

[ellereevcs]

        – a chuckle escaped her lips. ❝ consider yourself lucky, ❞ she teased. ❝ are you still sure you don’t want the forty bucks? ❞

“Very sure,” she grinned. “I think I’d very much rather have your company instead, actually, if you don’t mind. I even promise to not spill any more water on your jeans.”

[ellereevcs]

“ We all have our bellicose habits. Heck, I bump people in the head with my tray on a daily basis. Weekends included. We’re just little bundles of volatile, now aren’t we? ”

“Bellicose? And-” Elle laughed, “I used to do that to, until my boss said she’d fire me if I did it again.”

[ellereevcs]

“No need to thank me. Everything’s fine.”

“Well, that’s always good to hear.”