Someone Is Waiting For You 소설 & 이야기

Fifteen more minutes. Then he will be here. Hopefully. The chatter of the other customers blends into the other noises in the restaurant, which I ignore. I nibble the inside of my lip while my foot continues bouncing. A young lady stops next to the table. “Would you like to order now, or are you waiting for someone?” I tear my focus off the front door and look up at her. Smiling, I softly reply, “I’m waiting for someone.”

"You are not leaving sweetheart" " What do you mean by that? You don't expect me to stay here forever do you? I have my own life I need to get back to. People are.. " " People are what? Waiting for you?" He interrupted her with a question of his own. "Yes of course". She deadpanned "people are waiting for me. I have people that will look for me " Adrian dropped his cutlery before picking up a napkin with which he wiped his mouth, "You and I both know that there is one waiting for you neither is anyone going to be looking for you". He fixed his hard gaze on her.

This may be the sign from above for me to stop, cut my hopes and move forward with my fucking awaiting destiny. [NARRATOR] "Where are you?! What took you so long?!" Gwen impatiently asked the person on the phone. Two days had passed after the little show in the canteen. Gwen is standing near a stationary outlet inside a mall, waiting for someone impatiently. In her action, you can see that she's in a hurry and anxious. It looks like she is avoiding someone she knows seeing her. "Hey! My apology. My game had ended late." He explained breathlessly.

Smith was brought out of musings when he heard someone calling his name. He turned and found a man, probably in late-thirties or early-forties, standing behind him. He was wearing an elegant dark grey suit that was tailored to perfection and probably cost more than Smith’s whole month’s salary. He was standing with one hand in his pocket, waiting for his reply. He was tall and well-built and definitely exuded a charm akin to someone holding a high post in the British government.

and informed her that I was eagerly awaiting her arrival. Taking a seat at an empty table, I observed the bustling cafe. A waitress approached, inquiring if I desired anything in particular. Politely declining, I informed her that I was simply waiting for someone. Time seemed to stretch on as I anxiously awaited Rachel's arrival, my impulsive nature growing restless. I couldn't help but wonder why women always seemed to keep others waiting.

What do I do? "Yeah I just didn't know what else to ask?" I said chuckled he looked confused but smiled either way. "Actually it is good I came across you today, I wanted to ask you something." he said coming closer to where I was standing and the lady at the cash counter gave us weird looks. "Ma'am there are people waiting is the boy going to return soon?" I can't blame she is just doing her duty but now is not the time. "He will be back soon give me 10 minutes." she nodded and gave me a not so pleasant smile.

This made her stop stepping as she was waiting for the opposite sex to be beside her. The macho guy was shocked when he realized there was a girl who was looking at him. Massimo, who will soon approach the opposite sex, could not hold a smile when he found out who the woman was, Abby, who had been waiting for the man, had not opened the conversation. They looked at each other, and then Massimo asked her, "Are you deliberately waiting for me here?" The long-haired girl nodded in response. "Yeah. I really was waiting for you so that we were not separated. What was wrong? Do you mind?" Abby answered a question from the interlocutor and gave him a new question.

Another woman who has been watching from the beginning. The photograph glows on my phone. The institute is dark. The tree is bare. The sky is grey. The windows are dark. The street is empty. The sidewalk is empty. The parking lot is empty. But somewhere, someone is watching. Someone is waiting. Someone is planning. Someone is patient. Someone is relentless.

I shake my head and smile, "I'm waiting for someone. I will order when he comes." Xiu Ying said my letter was being delivered by the messenger. I hope Xu Kai sees it soon. Gradually, the sky turns orange. I play around with his present. People walk by one by one, traveling in groups. Children sing songs while wandering around hand in hand. Patience, patience. "Miss, is your friend coming? You have been waiting for quite some time now," the elderly business owner comments. I laugh nervously, "Yes, he is. I think."

I rolled my eyes because of amusement. As I enter inside my room, I glanced at my phone. He did not call. Good thing, then. I might surprise him or something. I just change my clothes into formal one and went off. I went early and waited for Kiel in the parking lot. I tapped my shoe against the floor, waiting for his car to stop from his usual parking area. I even bit my lower lip when five minutes pass, he has not arrive yet. "Waiting for someone?" And yep, a not so familiar man appeared beside me. I looked at Hanz Xiro Ramirez with my shot brows. "Excuse me? You talking to me?"