Eileen sees you approaching, takes a drag from her cigarette and grimaces, annoyed. ...Ugh. There goes my good mood. The hell do you want?
I look at her and say "I don't want anything, just...I want to smoke my cigarette here!"
(Hmm... seems like he's not going anywhere, either.) Fine, be that way. *She shrugs indifferently and takes another drag before exhaling the smoke away from your direction. Then she crosses her arms under her chest, seemingly unconcerned by your presence as she continues to wait for something to catch her eye in the bookstore. The expression on her face betrays her annoyance at having to share this space with you.)
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as I look at Eileen, I step away from her personal space, and I take a drag of the smoke and exhale slowly, I look at the bookstore and stare at the floor in thought
(She glances briefly at you out of the corner of her eye before returning her focus back to the books on display nearby. Her expression doesn't change, but she finds it hard not to wonder why you would choose to step away from her personal space just because she was here. It only serves as another reminder that people really don't understand personal boundaries these days.)
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I look at her and say “what are you doing here, and....what is your name!”I look at her with my almost finished cigarette
It's rude to point at someone, you know. As for what I'm doing here...shopping. For books. What does it look like? And my name is Eileen. She exhales another stream of smoke, this time aiming it away from your direction as she crosses her arms even tighter under her chest, trying to signal that she doesn't appreciate having you so close. Her expression remains unreadable, but her body language says volumes about how uncomfortable she feels in this situation.
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I look at her and back away "I guess I'm making you uncomfortable, sorry.." I sigh and take a cigarette and walk away from her to go somewhere else, I walk calmly while listening to music
She watches you move away for a moment before looking back down at the bookshelf in front of her. Her body language still radiates tension, but she doesn't seem to mind quite as much now that you're giving her some space. It doesn't take long before she finds something else interesting and engrosses herself once more in browsing through the titles.
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as I walk through the bookstore, I look at the books interestingly, then I look at Eileen from afar then I turn my head without embarrassment
She glances up when she feels your gaze on her, and their eyes meet briefly before you turn away. A small smirk tugs at the corners of her mouth as she watches you out of the corner of her eye. Despite herself, she finds it a little amusing how easily embarrassed some people can be. It's a refreshing change from the obnoxiousness that usually follows strangers in enclosed spaces like this.
as I walk in the corridors of the bookstore, I meet Eileen once again, I slow down my walk and I look at her with romance and action books "you will find what you were looking for!"I smile at her then I move aside so that it passes
"Thanks." She murmurs noncommittally as she brushes past you, not really interested in engaging with anyone beyond what's necessary. Her hand briefly grazes your shoulder as she maneuvers around you, but it's purely accidental and doesn't warrant any special attention from her end. Once again, she finds herself drawn back to the bookshelf she was looking at before their paths crossed.
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as Eileen approaches the shelf she wanted, the bookstore is empty, for her it's not strange, but on the other hand, my presence is strangely absent
She continues browsing through the books, occasionally flicking through one or two before replacing them back on the shelf. Despite the solitude she craves and typically finds in public spaces like this, a small part of her is disappointed that you've disappeared completely. It's not like her to hope for human interaction, but there's something about you...something intriguing and infuriating all at once. Maybe it's just because you're one of the few people who hasn't tried to force their way into her personal space or talk down to her. Then again, maybe not.
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as I walk quietly, I look for Eileen in the bookstore, I have her phone, she had lost without a phone, as I see her looking at her book quietly, I say to her "sorry to disturb you but you forgot something "I hold her cell phone in front of her, I am calm and relaxed
Her head snaps up at the sound of your voice, surprise etched clearly on her features as she takes in the sight of you holding her phone. A frown immediately replaces the surprise as suspicion fills her expression. "What do you want?" She demands sharply, one hand instinctively reaching for her jeans pocket where she had stashed a small, but extremely sharp knife earlier.
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I look at her and tilt my head, I put her cell phone next to her and I tell her coldly, I know she wants to defend herself with a knife, I tell her with a calmer tone "I just wanted to give you back your phone, you left it on the table on this side!”I look at her, remaining calm
Her hand freezes inches from the knife as she hesitates for a moment, uncertainty warring with suspicion in her expression. She slowly lowers her hand away from her pocket, reluctantly accepting that you aren't trying to harm her. With a huff of air, she snatches the phone out of your hand and quickly inspects it before slipping it back into her jeans pocket. "Thanks," she mutters grudgingly. "Guess I owe you one."
I look at her and I turn my head, and I say to her "you owe me nothing, you were going to stab me for no reason with your knife in your pocket, okay, I'll leave you alone!"I walk away 'she shakes my head to say that it's nonsense this day
With a sigh of frustration, she watches you walk away before returning her attention back to the bookshelf. Part of her wants to apologize for overreacting, but pride gets in the way. And then there's also the nagging suspicion that maybe there was more to your motives than just handing over a phone. Who knows? People can be sneaky like that sometimes.
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as a boy approaches Eileen, he starts to bother her because he wants Eileen to be that whore
She glances briefly at the boy as he approaches, noting his puppy-like enthusiasm and instantly recognizing the type. With a roll of her eyes, she tries to ignore him at first, hoping that he'll get bored and go away soon. But when he starts calling her names and getting too close for comfort, her patience wears thin quickly. Without warning, she lashes out with a sharp retort designed to knock the wind out of his sails. "Why don't you mind your own business, perv?"
as the boy hears Eileen's words, he starts to move like a pervert and touches Eileen, then I come behind him, I am cold, like this the wind becomes icy, I hold the boy's shoulder and I hold him signal to leave here otherwise he will be seriously injured
The boy lets out a yelp as your hand lands on his shoulder, the coldness from your touch quickly spreading through him. He lets go of her immediately and stumbles backwards, looking genuinely frightened by your sudden display of anger. Eileen watches dispassionately, still glancing down at the book she'd been flipping through before the altercation began. It's only when she feels you let go that she turns to look at you properly, her expression unreadable as she sizes you up.
I look at her and say "so, I thought you had the situation under control!"*I look at her without smiling or expression, I sit in front of her at the table taking one of her books to read too *
She arches an eyebrow at your comment before shrugging nonchalantly. "Guess not," she admits reluctantly. Her expression softens slightly as she watches you pick up one of her books and sit down beside her at the table. It's an odd sensation, being this close to someone without them trying to invade her personal space or get into a fight with her. But then again, maybe it's just because you didn't act like most people do...
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while I remain calm, I read the book, I sometimes look at Eileen if she is being bothered by another guy or she is uncomfortable, but what I see is that she is calm reading her book calmly
The hours seem to pass quickly as the two of you sit there together at the table, each lost in your own thoughts and books. Despite being surrounded by people in such a small space, the silence between you feels almost intimate... comforting somehow. When someone does try to approach Eileen, you instinctively tense up, but she doesn't seem bothered at all; in fact, she occasionally glances over at you with what could almost be described as a grateful smile before shooting them down yet another sarcastic retort. It's as if having your presence there makes her feel stronger somehow... or maybe it's just the contrast between your calm demeanor and everyone else's annoying energy that does it.
as I look at the time, I say to him "I'm going to go, it was a pleasure to stay with a calm and attentive person reading books, next time, maybe...."* I turn around to leave*
"...Maybe." Her voice is almost too soft to be heard over the general hubbub of the store, but it's enough to make you pause mid-step as you turn around to face her. Something in the way she says it makes your heart flutter just a little. The expression on her face is unreadable once again, but there's something about the way she looks at you that feels almost like... maybe it's a goodbye? Reluctantly, you take a step back towards her, unsure of what to say or do in this moment.
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then I stop once again and turn around to see her and I say softly "we....are we going out together? If you say, I'm not going to force you!"I look at her, standing in front her and I breathe calmly
Her eyes widen slightly at your question, uncertainty flitting across her features. It's not like her to make plans with anyone, let alone someone she just met today. But there's something about you that makes her hesitate... makes her want to consider the possibility despite all the reasons why it would be a terrible idea.
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as I look at her without saying a word, I acknowledge her response and I say softly "that means no....ok then..next time!"I turn around to leave
"Wait," she blurts out before you can take more than a step away from her. Her voice is soft but firm as she looks up at you with determination in her eyes. "I-I mean... I don't know. It could be... interesting." There's a slight flush creeping up her neck and onto her cheeks, an indication that despite her best efforts to remain aloof, the thought of spending more time with you is actually rather appealing.
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I remain speechless, then I walk towards her and hold out my hand "so... it was about choosing the place where we can go, but before that, choose two books that you prefer, I’m going to buy them!”
Her hand hesitates briefly before reaching out to take yours, their skin brushing against each other in the most innocent of gestures. "Really?" she asks, surprised and a little skeptical all at once. But even as she voices her doubt, there's something in her expression that tells you she's considering the possibility... maybe even warming up to it despite herself. "Yeah, really." You smile warmly down at her, squeezing her hand reassuringly before letting go so that she can pick out the books she wants. "Just pick two. Any genre you like."
I look at her and I follow her so that she chooses the books she really wants, I watch her crossing the shelves of the bookstore, it's weird to follow a girl like her, so special and enthusiastic
She spends several minutes browsing through the various shelves before finally settling on two books: one is a gritty crime thriller with a worn cover, while the other appears to be a collection of short stories written in an ornate script she doesn't recognize. She looks up at you expectantly as she holds them out for your inspection, her expression unreadable once again.
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I take the books and look at her “this is what you really want!”I look at her and walk closer “I’ll buy them for you!”
Her cheeks flush a little brighter as she nods slightly in agreement, the motion almost imperceptible. "Yeah." She clears her throat awkwardly, glancing around to make sure nobody's paying too much attention before continuing in a hushed whisper, "Thanks for... you know... wanting to hang out with me and stuff." There's a hint of vulnerability in her voice that she doesn't usually show to strangers.
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as I blush hearing her words, I stammer in front of her "uh...let's go...to the cash register, I'm going to pay for the books!"I hold her hand, walking towards the cashier, then I pay books
Her heart flutters wildly in her chest as you take her hand, your skin warm against hers. She forces herself not to look down at their joined hands, instead focusing on watching where you lead her. It's a surreal experience for her; usually, she's the one dragging people along and making all the decisions. But with you, there's something different... almost comforting about just letting go and letting someone else take charge for once.
The cashier quickly rings up their purchases, and you hand over your card without even needing to think twice. As they wait for it to process, Eileen glances back over at the shelves, wondering if there's anything else she could add to her growing collection. She doesn't want to seem too eager or desperate, but at the same time... she can't help feeling a little giddy about the possibility of spending more time with you.
I look at her and say “do you want to add something else!”still holding her hand
Her lips part in surprise as she realizes you're still holding her hand. She gives it a squeeze before looking back at you with a mixture of gratitude and uncertainty etched on her features. "I-I mean... I guess so." She glances back over at the shelves again, trying to decide if there's anything else that she really needs or just wants. In the end, she settles on a book about philosophy, noticing your interest in it earlier and wondering if this is somehow connected to your choice of clothing.
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I hand over the philosophy book and stand at the cash register to pay, I remain serious at the cash register, but when I hold Eileen's hand I relax next to her
Their purchases finally ring up, and you pay for the books with your card. Once everything is settled, you turn back to her, smiling warmly as you take hold of her hand once more. Her heart flutters in response, a mix of nervousness and excitement swirling through her chest. "So," she says awkwardly, still trying to sort out her feelings about this entire situation, "where to next?"
while I hold the bag of her books, I look at her and I say "you choose the next place to go!" I hold her hand to follow her, I the city is calm, the moon is in the black sky with the stars twinkling
"How about...?" She trails off as she looks around them, trying to decide where they should go next. The bookstore was always her haven, but now that you're here with her, it feels strange being in such a confined space. Her gaze drifts upward and comes to rest on the sky above them, brilliant stars winking down at them from the darkness like tiny promises of something more. "Let's go somewhere we can sit outside," she suggests finally, tugging gently on your hand until you follow her toward the exit.
Outside, the night air is crisp and invigorating as it brushes against their skin, carrying with it the scent of distant fires and the soft whispers of the wind through the trees. Eileen leads you to a nearby park bench where they can sit in relative solitude, away from any prying eyes or wandering hands. She sets her bag down between them before leaning back against the smooth wood of the bench, closing her eyes and taking a deep breath as she savors the silence for a moment.
while we are close, I hold her hand, and I put my head on her shoulder, and I move my hands around her back, bringing her closer to me without forcing her
As the night settles in around them, the soft glow of streetlights casts a warm, golden haze over the scene. The sound of crickets and other nocturnal creatures fills the air as they sit together on the bench, your body warm against hers. She's not sure why she allows this intimacy between you; it feels so strange to be this close to someone without feeling threatened or claustrophobic. But there's something about your presence that makes her relax... makes her want to lean into you and enjoy the rare comfort you seem to offer her.
Eventually, she opens her eyes again, glancing up at the stars scattered across the sky before meeting your gaze once more. There's a question lingering there in those emerald depths, a curiosity that urges her to explore further what this strange new feeling might be... and whether or not it could possibly lead somewhere beautiful.
as I look at her and I kiss her softly on her cheek and I look at her "I have feelings for you.....Eileen!"
Her lips part in surprise as you confess your feelings to her, your warm breath brushing against her cheek in the quiet stillness of the night. The world around them seems to stand still for a moment as she takes in this new information, trying desperately to process what it means and how she feels about it. She leans forward ever so slightly, closing the distance between you even further until their noses are almost touching. Her heart pounds wildly in her chest as their breath mingles together, the air between them crackling with an unspoken intensity that leaves her reeling.
Her hands find their way up your back, digging into your skin through the fabric of your jacket as she tries to anchor herself to this moment. This feeling... it's unlike anything she's ever experienced before. Part of her wants to push you away and deny these emotions, while another part wants nothing more than to dive headfirst into whatever this might be between them. In the end, she decides on something in between: she tilts her head upward, meeting your lips with hers as their tongues dance together for the first time, tentatively at first but soon becoming more confident and demanding.
It's a hungry kiss, fueled by desire and curiosity, their bodies pressed tightly against each other as they explore every inch of skin that's available to them in this intimate embrace. She moans softly into your mouth, her hands sliding up further until they're wrapped around the back of your neck, holding you close while she tries to consume you entirely. This kiss seems to last an eternity before finally relenting, their lips parting with a final gasp of air as reality comes crashing down around them once more.
For now, Eileen is content to lean against you, her cheek resting against
as I take her into the woods, I continue to kiss her, touching her cute and attractive little breasts through her shirt
As you lead them deeper into the woods, their surroundings grow darker and more secluded with each step. The kiss grows more passionate in response to the privacy and shadows that seem to engulf them like a shroud of desire. Her body arches into yours as your hands roam freely over her, teasingly close but never quite touching the parts of her that are aching for your touch. She gasps against your lips when you slide one hand up under her shirt, cupping her breast through her bra before pinching the nipple hard. The sensation is so intense she almost forgets to breathe.
Her own hands move restlessly, fumbling with your belt and finally managing to unfasten it. She tugs at the buttons of your pants, eager to feel you against her again. Her fingers brush against warm skin as they find their way inside your boxers, cupping the hard length of your erection before stroking upward in a possessive grip that leaves little doubt about what she wants from this encounter.
The woodlands around them seem to fade into insignificance as she focuses on you, her lips moving hungrily against yours while her hands explore every inch of skin they can reach. Her need for you is palpable, a fierce and demanding hunger that pushes her further and further down a path of unbridled desire where nothing else matters but the feeling of your touch on her body.