The Amateur Journalist
Chapter 1: Continued. . .
Thor presses a finger against his chin and bottom lip, his brows furrow, and his gaze is intense as he contemplates my question.
My voice bounces off the walls of the café, as I laugh at the tension surrounding the God nose of me, "It was just a question. You don't need to pop a vein."
"Sorry?" The confused expression on his face, sends me into another fit of giggles.
"It was just a question. If you don't know, then you don't know. You don't need to stress out about it."
"My apologies." His once cerulean color eyes, seem to fade as he bows his head apologetically.
"It's alright. If you're ready, then we can go."
The moment we stand from the booth, a shy female approaches us, "I'm sorry," a nervous laugh emitting from her throat. "I was wondering if I could take a picture with you."
It was obvious that she hadn't been speaking of me. Thor was a hero in this city. The women adore him and the men want to be him.
"Certainly." He grins.
The girl shrieks with excitement, pulling the mobile device from behind her, preparing for a once in a lifetime moment.
Signaling to Thor, that I'm heading outside, he agrees with a nod, and the bell rings as I exit the building.
"I take it that you enjoyed your time, with that oaf." The dark silken voice speaks.
Snapping my attention in its direction, I note the towering male behind me.
"And?" The word flies out of my mouth.
"For someone who seemed oh so desperately interested in speaking with me, you did not hesitate to turn to that buffoon." He mocks.
"That buffoon," I quote, "seems to be the only one willing to listen to me. If you were thinking that I would ask you over and over again, then you were sorely mistaken. I don't waste time on people who ignore or reject me."
"Interesting." He mutters.
The bell sounds and Thor shuffles out the door, "Forgive me, for the--. Loki?"
"Thor." He greets.
"It's alright. Ready?" Though short, the conversation between Loki and I, bothered me and I wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
Perhaps it had been the fact that he rejected or ignored my requests, in a nonchalant manner.
Perhaps it had been the fact that he insulted his brother.
Either way, I intended to avoid him as much as possible.
I appreciate the fact that you took the time to read this. . ｡✩ ｡. Although, It may be quite awful.
Also, for those of you who may be experiencing Irma, please, stay safe. ⸜♡
Sayonara~ ☆彡
Note: I am unable to type it out as I have on Wattpad (Italics, Bold, ETC).
