4

The workers at the site seemed very nice and I had a pretty good time talking and getting to know them. Right now, I was carefully making one of my infamous sandwiches since I was hungry. After putting everything together, I had a mouth-watering dinner waiting to journey down my digestive system.

 I dimmed the lights a little, brought out wine, and gave the living room a candlelight dinner vibe. I smiled at myself. I was having a dinner date with a sandwich.

 I took a bite of the sandwich and man did it taste good. As I was savoring the taste of the piece in front of me, I heard a knock on the door and I groaned.

"Whoever it is, go away, "I told the person at the door.

"That is no way to treat your neighbors'' And just like that my dinner date was ruined. The frustrating stranger had barged into my apartment without my consent.

"You could have given me a heads up," I told him as I dropped the sandwich on its plate.

"I'm very sure knocking can be classified as a heads up"

I rolled my eyes.

"For all you know, I could have been naked"I said with folded arms.

He sat down on my couch.

"That would have been a pretty sight don't you think," he said with a sly smirk

"Just get out of my apartment" First he interrupted my date and now he was planning on frustrating me to death.

"Why? Are you expecting someone special" he asked

"No" I blatantly stared

"Then why is your apartment screaming I was in the middle of a date?" He asked

"That's because I was, if you would please excuse yourself from my house. The door is right in front of you"

"With who?" he asked

"Why are you pestering me?"I groaned

"Rule of conversation: Never answer a question with a question," he told me with a playful expression

"Says the guy who wants to see me naked" I scoffed

"Answer my question and I'll answer yours" he negotiated

"What is this? twenty questions?"

He sighed

"Is it a deal or not?" he asked

"Deal, "I said with a bored expression

"You were having a dinner date with who?"

"With a sandwich" I sighed

"You mean this one?" he asked, pointing towards the long-forgotten sandwich.

"Yeah" I replied

He took it off the plate and into his mouth.

"You're dumb you know. That was mine and you didn't even bother to ask if you could take it or not"I told him but he ignored me.

"Your question was why was I pestering you" I nodded

"I simply find you amusing" he took a bite of the sandwich "Did you make this?" he asked

"Obviously, "I told him with a duh tone

"Mind making some for me?" he asked

"Mind leaving my apartment?"I fired back.

"You don't want me here?" he asked the obvious

"You don't need a seer to figure that out," I told him with my arms crossed over my chest.

"Well then see you later m'lady. Be sure to dream of me"

I scoffed

"Even in your lucid dreams that won't happen, "I told him

"You can't be too sure hazel" he smiled

There he was with the hazel thing again.

"I'm dead sure"

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 After doing all the things a girl should do in the morning, I headed to Food Court. If just the smell of the food had left my mouth watering I wonder what the taste could do.

I sat down on the table I had sat on yesterday. The waiter from yesterday saw me and held out a finger motioning for me to hold on and I nodded. My phone buzzed and I checked the message. It was from Lila

*I'm free, movie night at your place by 8 pm tonight*she texted

*Sure*I texted back

"Hazel  "There was only one person that called me that.

"Did you follow me here?"I asked facepalming. Couldn't I just have a normal day without seeing him?

"I work here" he informed me

"Oh" it was then I noticed the apron

"Take a look at the menu. What would you like to eat" he asked and I stared at him.

"Did you hear me?" he asked waving his hands in front of me

"I'm not from these parts,  everything is written in French"

He laughed

"What's so funny about what I just said? "I asked utterly irritated that he was mocking me

"Just get me something you know I'd like"I told him and he nodded

"Just so you know I wasn't mocking you," he said and left

"This is Lyonnaise potatoes," he said as he dropped a dish in front of me.

"Made out of potatoes right?" I inquired

"Yeah...it is...." he started

"Is it edible?"I asked cutting him off

"No, it's poison. I want you to eat it then die" he said with sarcasm dripping from his tone. I rolled my eyes but dug into the food nevertheless.

"It's good" I commented

"That's one good comment I have heard from you since I met you" he stated but I ignored him. He sat down on the chair across from me.

"Don't you have customers to attend to?"I asked him

"I'm not the only waiter in this restaurant" he stated

I ate under his scrutinizing gaze. I wiped my mouth with the napkin provided.

"I would like to order dessert. Anything you think I'd like. Specifically chocolate" he smiled at me. He had a charming smile. 

In a matter of minutes, a dish he introduced as chocolate souffle was set on the table.

"It's one of the best chocolate dishes you can find in Paris" he informed me

"Too much information"

"This tastes nice" I commented once again.

"Everything in Paris tastes nice, he told me.

"You sure because I don't think you would taste nice, "I said and immediately regretted it.

"I have a girlfriend" he stated

"Figured,"  I said and finished up with my dessert and paid.

"Thank you for the hearty lunch"

"You're welcome here anytime," he said with a smile

I was about to leave when I remembered something I wanted to ask him

"I never got your name"

"Are you that desperate to get me?" he said with a sly smirk.

"What....what does your name have to do..... just forget it," I said regretting why I asked in the first place.

"Etienné, Etienné St Clair Laurent"