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Finally, the train is here. Eve needs to sit and close her eyes for a while after spending a week with her family. She likes them, but god can they be draining to be with... She honestly can't wait to get back to her riveting book.
Most of the seats are already taken, so she walks down the little corridor and finds one seat left in front of a really good looking woman. Eve would rather sit in front of anyone else, but whatever, she has a book so she won't have to make any eye contact.
"Hey, is this book good?" the blonde woman breaks the silence.
"Yes, it's my favourite, I can't put it down." Eve shyly smiles, noticing the woman is staring at her with slightly narrowed eyes.
"What is it about?" she asks with a russian accent. God, that's attractive, Eve has to say.
"It's a romance book, but there are also mysteries and many plot twists." she explains, careful to not spoil anything.
"Oh, interesting. I am a book worm too." the blonde grins.
"Then you'll like it, I highly suggest it to you." Eve shows her the book upright so that she can see the title and author name. The blonde takes a picture, showing off her long fingers.
The woman is dressed fancily, but not extravagantly. She is just really pretty, Eve would draw her or even paint her if she could.
"I'll keep it in mind, thanks!" she cheekily smirks as she slips her phone back into her pocket.
Eve nods before returning to her book, she is at a stressful chapter where we don't know where Lou is. She is so immersed in her reading that she doesn't notice the train stopping.
"It was nice to meet you." the blonde touches her shoulder before leaving.
"Oh, you too. I'm sure you'll love this book, it's so chilling. I really like this author's style." Eve looks up to meet her eyes.
"Thank you for the compliment." The blonde looks down and winks before leaving the train.
Eve's stomach flips and her spine sends another wave of chills through her whole nervous system, stronger than the horror parts of the book. What were the odds that she would meet the author of her favourite book ever?? If she knew, she would have asked for an autograph or something, now she will never see her again...
She has to take one bus and then walk for 5 minutes to get to her friend's house to pick up her dog. He probably missed her a lot.
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Ding dong
"Eve!! Hi, how was your vacation?" her friend hugs her tightly.
"Hey Toni, it was... anything but a vacation. I'm happy to be back. How was Taïga?"
"He was good, he and Yoshi had so much fun! They're so cute together."
"Ah I'm glad to hear, and you? How have you been?"
"Hmm okay, I'd say. I missed you." maybe now would be the right time to mention that this friend is also Eve's ex.
"Me too." Eve nervously looks down, knowing her cheeks are flushed. "I think we should go now, I'm tired. Taïga, come here!!"
The poodle runs to Eve and spins of happiness and rolls on his back to be petted on his belly. Eve gives him affection for a few minutes and clips his leash, having missed the feeling of holding a leash.
"Come by this weekend." Toni tells her.
"Sure, I'll text you." Eve smiles at her, briefly gazing at her lips.
Toni bites her lip and body checks Eve.
"Um.. so good night! See you then." The asian woman gay panics and returns to her car with her excited doggy.
"Let's go home." Eve's stomach is still acting up, maybe the first stomach flip wasn't due to the mysterious attractive blonde woman. Eve actually needs to go to the washroom.
The drive back home is smooth and as soon as she removes Taïga's collar, she runs to the bathroom.
This part may be TMI, but in summary, her toilet is old and cannot even flush toilet paper at times. Eve is able to use the suction tool and it usually works, but her toilet isn't having it today, meaning she will have to call a plumber. This is so embarrassing.. but at least her go-to plumbing company is known by her parents and it's usually always Roland who comes, and he doesn't care at all.
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Turns out the earliest they can send someone is tomorrow morning between 8 and 12. Also, it won't be Roland, but a newbie that's still in training but has shown great potential.
Eve expects him to be a typical blond fuckboy or something. Whatever, as long as this gets fixed. She tries flushing her poop one more time and now the toilet leaks water, great.
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Once she's done drying the floor and disposing of her poop, she needs to tell her online best friend about this all.
eve: i had the craziest day
vln: tell me about it !!
eve: i met a pretty girl on a train, well ' met' isnt the right term but she was so hot
then my toilet got clogged bcs of my 💩
vln: ooh, im sure she thought the same about you
eve: i doubt it haha, and you? how was your day
vln: it was okay, busy at work like always
eve: ah, you should treat yourself and buy something good to eat
vln: i wish, i have work tomorrow early, but on friday night i will
eve: i wish we could meet irl, we could eat pizzas together and watch movies
vln: me too
[Backstory]: Eve met this girl on twitter, and her name is just vln. It kinda sounds like Villain if you spell it as you see it; Eve has never asked for her real name, and now they've been talking for more than a year. The window of time to ask this question has been closed for a long time. Vln has mentioned she lives in the UK while Eve lives in Canada.
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Tomorrow morning
Ding dong
Eve quickly runs downstairs, wearing an ugly outfit purposely to look boring and to be less embarrassed about her poop problem. She wore a grey oversized hoodie with black leggings. She takes a deep breath before opening the door.
"Hello you again." a blonde woman says with a smirk, holding her tool box.
Eve might as well buy a lotto ticket at this point.