She was beautiful. perfect face. perfect body. perfect hair. perfect voice. perfect personality. She was perfect. even the way She said
"what... did you say?"
was perfect. lukas loved her from when he first saw her, rushing out the elevator to presumably her car. he first noticed the concerned look on her face, looking briefly at her phone. she was probably checking the time, maybe she was late.
"i asked where apartment 428 is. could you help me? i have an assignment with the person that lives there, but he didn't tell me where in the apartment it is."
"um, it's on the fourth floor, turn left at the hallway and it's right at the end."
she stared at lukas for a second too long before muttering something about being in a rush and squeezing past him. he spun around and stared as she jogged over to her car, seemingly in slow motion. lukas could practically hear romantic music playing in the background as he locked eyes with his Angel as she hopped into the car.
She's perfect.
i guess i have to tell samual that i'll have to cancel last minute. thank god i got here ten minutes early...
lukas stepped farther into the apartment, so she couldn't see him anymore. after waiting for what felt like forever, he started towards his own car, pulled out of the parking spot and drove down the street, where she was stuck at a red light. he was in the lane to the right of her, a few cars back. making sure she didn't see him, lukas followed his Angel to a plant shop. maybe she worked there.
he was observing her from inside the driver seat of his car when she brightened as a male customer walked into the shop.
who is that? why is She so happy to see him?
i just met Her, why should it matter?
lukas continued to watch from his car for almost 2 hours. he noticed the little details, like when she got bored, she would gaze out the window to the park across the street, or how if a customer was being too indecisive, she would get a twitch in her left eye. all the small things. during those 2 hours, lukas had worked up the courage to go talk with his Angel. he stepped out of his car, looked left, right, and at her before jogging across the street, pushed open the door, and walked in.
"welcome! if you need any help, feel free to ask!"
she looked up, flinched, let out a tiny sqeak, and ducked under the counter.
She's so cute. acting all embarrassed.
"um... what's your name?"
his Angel had quietly said. it was so polite, and she sounded so kind, lukas couldn't help but blush.
"lukas."
"what's your name?"
he asked in return, after a quick explanation. he wanted to get her flowers. but if he asked for her favorite flowers, that would be too obvious. he wanted to ask her as soon as he could, but what if She said no? what if She was off... put? by him?
w̷h̶a̸t̴ ̵i̸f̶ ̵S̵h̴e̸ ̸h̸a̵t̴e̴d̷ ̵h̴i̵m̴?̶
her response interrupted his thoughts.
"no problem. i'm {name}"
that's a perfect name. {name}. {name}. {name} {name} {name}. {naaammeee}. that's nice to say.
lukas thought as he stepped out of the plant shop.
She's perfect...
he smiled, walking back to his car. he planned to go back home, but that felt so far away from her. he wanted to be near Her. to smell Her perfume that fit so well. he stepped into the park across the street. maybe he could burn time until his Angel's shift was over. it was a little past 11 am, so she had to have at least a lunch break. maybe he could find out her favorite food, or a restaurant she frequented, so they could bum into each other in a day or two. that would be a great way to start up a conversation again. he wanted to learn more.
