After the good news, I didn’t speak to Renji much; at all in fact. Instead I had been spending quite a lot of time with the local shop owner I had previously be-friended -Kisuke Urahara. Definitely not in that way, he is nothing more than a good friend; a best friend in fact.
‘Kisuke, how are things!’ I barged into the shop at full speed; I couldn’t wait to see him!
‘Hey lil mamma!’ A tall blonde haired man crept around the corner, wearing an emerald green striped hat and wooden sandals on his feet. Yep; that was Kisuke!
‘Something smells good in here!’ I loved Kisukes cooking, he made the best meals. This was ideal being as I now had the appetite of a hippo, as a result of being pregnant. He offered to make me dinner quite a lot; this also meant I didn’t have to spend the cold evenings alone in my apartment.
‘Kisuke, how are things!’ I barged into the shop at full speed; I couldn’t wait to see him!
‘Hey lil mamma!’ A tall blonde haired man crept around the corner, wearing an emerald green striped hat and wooden sandals on his feet. Yep; that was Kisuke!
‘Something smells good in here!’ I loved Kisukes cooking, he made the best meals. This was ideal being as I now had the appetite of a hippo, as a result of being pregnant. He offered to make me dinner quite a lot; this also meant I didn’t have to spend the cold evenings alone in my apartment.
I didn’t mind sharing secrets with Kisuke. He was a good listener, and a good talker. I knew that whatever I did tell him; he would keep a secret. I began visiting him a lot more, I enjoyed his company.
‘I’ve met someone Miki’ I won’t deceive you, I was happy for him; but a part of me didn’t want to hear this. Not now, not ever. He was ‘my’ Kisuke.
‘Really? Who is she? Do I know her?’ there were so many questions I was itching to ask.
‘Yes, you know her’ he briefly admitted, as he shuffled over to the table and began pouring me a glass of iced tea, ‘It’s Teyln’. Teyln? She was a nice girl; but I wasn’t surprised. She had many qualities that out-shone mine. For example, she was blonde, beautiful and radiant; I was ginger haired, with green eyes and freckles. I found it completely unusual that Renji found me attractive.
‘Wow, I’m really happy for you Kisuke.’ I smiled.
‘I want to propose to her.’
‘Well, do it! What’s stopping you?’ I had never been much good at giving advice, because I was usually on the receiving end.
‘I’ve met someone Miki’ I won’t deceive you, I was happy for him; but a part of me didn’t want to hear this. Not now, not ever. He was ‘my’ Kisuke.
‘Really? Who is she? Do I know her?’ there were so many questions I was itching to ask.
‘Yes, you know her’ he briefly admitted, as he shuffled over to the table and began pouring me a glass of iced tea, ‘It’s Teyln’. Teyln? She was a nice girl; but I wasn’t surprised. She had many qualities that out-shone mine. For example, she was blonde, beautiful and radiant; I was ginger haired, with green eyes and freckles. I found it completely unusual that Renji found me attractive.
‘Wow, I’m really happy for you Kisuke.’ I smiled.
‘I want to propose to her.’
‘Well, do it! What’s stopping you?’ I had never been much good at giving advice, because I was usually on the receiving end.
I left Kisukes shop a few hours later; I had made the decision to spend the night alone in my apartment.
As I sat there I thought about Renji; where was he? Or more importantly, why hasn’t he made the slightest effort to contact me? I slowly fell asleep in the armchair as a result of thinking too much; hopefully he’s still interested in me…
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