Day 5: Q - Hunger Part I

“He’s looked over here a couple times you know, might as well make him your next victim ha ha”

“Oh my god, shut up Vara” the one with the raven, long hair said to her friend as she continued with her snickers. They noticed me staring. I mean, it was hard not to. She had this look about her. Her makeup was dark but hints of reds and pinks lined out her almond shaped eyes perfectly. And her voice was angelic. Corny to say, I know, but man was it ever true.

Her friend started up again, “You know he’s not going to come over here and talk to you right? He doesn’t strike me as the type Maera.” 

Maera? Was that her name? I’ve never heard a name like that before. Fitting for her though, she suited something mysterious and exotic like that. Oh hell listen to me, sounding like a bad romance novel and I’m the villain with the drawn out inner monologue.

“You don’t know that Vara, you don’t even know if he’s actually staring at us.”

“You,” her friend interrupted. “Not us, you. Maybe Mr. Boring over there is interested in your type.”

Type? She’s a type? My type? Do I even have a type? I mean, she looks kind of...gothic? Ish? Is that right?

“I swear Vara you can be so extra some days. And do try to keep your voice a little lower will you? Maera had come to my defence unbidden, but very welcomed to. “Whatever” he annoying friend carried on “he looks like he’d be flop anyhow.” I’m no flop. I’m totally not. I can be fun and dark and mysterious and all those things if… *BEEP BEEP BEEP….BEEP BEEP BEEP”

Crap. Ah well, better get a move on back to work. Should I go over and say something? Maybe ask her for her name like regular humans do? Nah, who am I kidding. She wouldn’t be interested in someone of my calibre. It’s ok. I have work anyway.

I’ll just grab my jacket and head back to work. Bill was $10? I’ll Tip $3.50. Gets rid of some change and the waiter was great today. I make decent money so why not. I’m also totally not boring. Gah. Whatever. One last look then back to the grind.

“Bye, Mr Boring.” I could here Vara say under her breathe as I walked passed their table. Better get a cab when I get outside since it’s a million below zero. Lucky me, there’s one. “Yo! You free?” He’s leaning against the door so I guess he should be. 

“Yeh guy. Hop in. Is the lady with you?” Lady? What lady?

“Hey, can we split the cab?” Maera….Oh this day just got interesting.

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Prompt: Eavesdropping - told from the perspective of the listener