Eaven stuffed her hands into her pockets to shield them from the bitter cold. There brown hair was tucked into the scarf that covered her neck and her jacket hid her figure. Her purse dangled from her wrist, bouncing off of her knee as she walked. She had just walked off of the bus, and was on her way home, ready to proceed without conversation, when she felt a hand grab her elbow. Shrugging it off she turned and faced a young man whose hair was glistening with the falling snow.
“Excuse me, lady, but you dropped this.” He held up a piece of paper with scribble on every inch. Eaven gasped.
“Oh! Thank you!” she trumpeted.” Thank you. Thank you. Thank you! I don’t know what would have happened if I had lost this! Thank you!” She shook his hand fiercely.
He smiled back at her and said a quiet “ you are welcome,” before he let go of her hand.
She smiled again and turned around ready to continue her walk home. As she walked, the man caught up to her.
“Excuse me, Lady, but may I walk you home?” His face looked hopeful when Eaven turned to look at him, she couldn’t’ turn him down.
“ Yeah sure… So….”
“Well, Lady, do you mind that I call you lady?” His emerald eyes turned to gaze at her expression.
She smiled, “ I think it is chivalrous and romantic, I don’t mind at all.”
Suddenly his expression grew concerned. “ I am not meaning to come on strong, just trying to make conversation.”
She, once again, smiled to herself, touched at his concern.
“ I understand, and I think it is very appropriate seeing as you don’t even know my name.” She wondered if he would ask for her name at all.
“Well I am glad, I just saw that you dropped your paper and wanted to give it to you, I know how frantic I am when I lose something, even if it is small.” He grinned at her, showing his smile was slightly crooked.
“Yes, well that paper has a lot of things on it that would hurt me to lose, I am glad you gave it back. Do you live around here?” They were almost to her house; she was scared she would never see this young gentleman again.
“Yes I do actually, we passed on the way here, just one street over on the corner. I work in the city so I take the early morning bus to get there on time, them get home around this time every day.” They had reached her door, and she was loath to part with him so soon after meeting him, but knowing he only lived a street away made the parting easier.
“ Well,” She muttered, twirling her foot on the ground, “This is my house… I guess I will, see you later?”
“Definitely.” She smiled again, and stunned her by making a deep bow. She retaliated by curtsying, pretending to hold a dress out.
“Thank you, young man, for escorting me home.”
He stood up and smiled.
“It was my pleasure.” He turned and walked away.
She sighed and opened the door, and then he turned around.“ By the way… My name is Lance.”
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