Snippet #1259875

Despite her ever-relaxed nature, Fantasia jumped as she heard the car door slam. It had been even more silly, because she had heard the car pull up, no less. He finished locking up before turning to the car. A ca that was so environmentally unfriendly it was ridiculous. Then, her eyes drifted to the man. He looked like he was stepping out of another era, but she really couldn't be a judge on that one. He shifted her hair off her shoulder and stared at him as he approached her. Was he lost? She was tempted to say "just keep going straight." After all, if someone was lost, undoubtedly they were going somewhere other then Chimicum. "Candis? Oh, yeah, she's still the owner here. I just work here." She explained, and tried to hide her dirty nails behind her back. Normally, she would have been proud of the Earth's stain, but something about this guy's nervousness made her feel nervous.

Fantasia sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, but decided that he was probably just nervous because they had never met. She decided the set her worries aside and took a mor natural stance for herself. "She usually comes to the shop in the mornings to help open, and to see how all the flowers made it through the night," she explained, trying to ignore the fact that any pieces of leather he wore probably weren't fake. She touched a piece of long brown hair behind her ear and sighed a bit. "Well, we don't really have any hotels around here. The only thing we have going for us is a diner that serves really good pie, and even that's just outside of town. If you need a place to stay until tomorrow morning, you can stay with me." Every fiber of her being told her that that wasn't a good idea, but what could she do? Let him sleep outside the flower shop in his car? That would be very against her character. "I just hope you like cats."