The sound of the alarm clock rose the male from his slumber, and he slammed his hand down against it. He shook his head, as he rolled onto his back. Last night had been amazing, and as he was rolling over, he spotted the red headed female beside him. She was beautiful yes, and he had enjoyed pleasing her. Now though she had to leave. He shook her shoulder, "Rise and shine sexy, it's time for you to leave" he said. A small moan came from the woman, who only rolled over, and opened her bright green eyes and smiled slyly towards him.
"I don't wanna go, and you can't make me" she said, as she curled herself around him. He was a little surprised when she rolled herself onto him and took charge. A moan of pleasure passed through his lips, and he let the woman go at it. When she was done, he lifted her naked body off of his bed, and carried her to the door. He opened it, tossed her clothes out, and then tossed her out as well. He leaned against the door, smirking "thanks for the morning after doll" he said, as he shut the dor in her face.
He could hear the woman cussing, and he knew he had done his duty. He moved to the bathroom, and he stopped and looked around. Was that Klara's voice? The fuck? He leaned against the wall, and realized what was happening. Since he had met the woman, something had happened to the both of them. Something huge. He could hear her thoughts, and feel her pain. As the feeling in his stomach passed, he could finally walk again. He made it into the bathroom, and shut the door behind him. He stepped into the shower, and turned it on.
As he stood under the water, his mind went to last night. How he had come across the beautiful red head. There was something there, something that had drawn him to her. Maybe it was because she had legs that went on forever, or maybe it was the way he felt when she kissed him. Whatever it was, it made his heart skip a beat. He smirked as he reached for the shampoo and washed his hair. He hurried and finished in the shower, and then climbed out. He was going to be late for work, and he didn't want that happening.
Even through he owned his own shop, he wanted to be there on time. Most of the time, he would have a couple of his friends come in and help him. Lately though, he's been doing a pretty bang up job on his own. He never got that busy anyway. He sighed as he wrapped a towel around his waist. He ran his hand over the mirror, wiping away the frost that had covered it. He looked at himself, and cocked his head to the side. What was he doing? Everything he was doing, was wrong in a way.
He sighed, as he brushed his teeth, and then walked out of the bathroom. He went back into his room, found some clean clothes dried off and got dressed. Today was going to be an interesting day, that's for damn sure. Something was going to happen too. He rubbed his temples lightly, as he felt a headache coming on. This wasn't good, not good at all. He couldn't work with a headache. He found his shoes slid them on, and walked back into the bathroom, to find some aspirin, he popped two tablets into his mouth, and washed them down with water.
Now that he was ready to go, he shut off the light and walked out. He went into the kitchen, grabbed his phone and car keys. He walked out of the small apartment, and he was on his way. The tattoo shop wasn't that far, so he decided he would walk. It was a nice enough day anyway. He might as well right? He ran his hand over his face, as his stomach growled. He was hungry, and he decided he would run to the small cafe near his shop, and get something to eat. He walked inside, and smiled to the blonde behind the counter.
"Morning Hunter, what can I get you?" She asked, as she leaned against the counter. The male couldn't help but look at the cleavage she was showing. He shook his head, as he locked eyes with her, "Black coffee and a sandwich" he said. The woman nodded and went about getting his order filled. When it was done, he paid, picked up the bag and walked out. He headed towards the shop. Today was going to be slow, he could feel it. Maybe tonight he'll go out and get drunk off his ass.
He smiled at the thought, as he unlocked the door, and walked inside. He clicked on the lights, and turned the sign to open. He moved over to the counter, sat down pulled out his meal, and took a bite. He pulled out his book he'd been reading, and settled down. All he had to do was wait, and he wasn't good at that. He lifted the cup to his lips, and took a sip. He sat there his eyes running across the page, waiting for someone to come in. Anyone really, he was bored out of his mind already.