E V E L I N A KLIMA
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The two of them continued as Jeffrey said Eve wouldn’t owe him anything. She rolled her eyes a bit, people always said that and then later on use helping her against her to get what they wanted. But atleast right now Jeffrey seemed like a pretty nice thing, and even if he did try to make her owe him, doner wasn’t all that expensive, especially the place she would frequent on late nights. By the time the two of them arrived at the doner place. It wasn’t an actual restaurant where people could walk in and take a seat, it was mostly just a window in a wall with about five or six tables out front where people could eat. They would call your number shortly after you ordered and you’d have to go up and get it. It was simple and it allowed Eveline to not have to interact with so many people. Though she would visit this place often enough well she got to know the cooks behind the window so they would occasionally bring her food to her if she wasn’t paying attention or browsing through her phone.
“I’ll just have a doner box, white and red sauce.” Eve said resting her crossed arms on the counter and looking over at Jeffrey. She suggested what she got, saying it was kebab meat ontop of fries with yogurt sauce on it, he shrugged and said he would have it. The man quickly took Jeffrey’s payment and looked over at Eveline “Erkek arkadaş Lida?” He asked. She just rolled her eyes at him and led Jeffrey to a table. “Shut it Omer.” She said as the two of them sat down.
The two of them sat down and Jeffrey quickly started making small talk, asking about what she likes to do, causing her to blush a bit when he was being cute again with being awkward. “Well Jeffrey, I- Can I call you Jeff?” She interrupted herself speaking, and Jeff nodding that she could. “Well Jeff. When I’m not working two jobs and trying to deal with my family, I tend to be mostly buried in music or drawing in my sketch book.” Pulling out her sketch book of her bag and placing it on the table and sliding it over to Jeff, not sure if he would actually open it or not.. It was black and said LIDA across the top of it , but that also looked scribbled out like her name tag and just said eves dont open. “It’s not that great, but it’s something I do since I don’t tend to hang out with others often.”
Evelina stopped talking as one of the cooks brought out their food. “Two doner boxes, one for the gentleman, and one for little Lida.” The man said in a heavy turkish accent, which caused Eve to roll her eyes. Jeffrey said thanks as the man walked away, but he turned and asked about the Lida thing, and also pointing at her name tag that she forgot to take off and referencing the sketc hbook. She gasped a bit and turned a bit red, embarrassed about still wearing her name tag and quickly unpinning it and putting it in her bag. “Sorry. My real name is Lida, but Evelina is my middle name and I go mostly by the in recent years.” She said before stabbing a fork into the box and taking a few bites. After swallowing and taking a sip of her fanta, she looked back at Jeff. “Enough about me. I’ve been mostly talking. Your turn.” Evelina said with a smile, a little bit of wicked behind it. She knew she was putting him on the spot, but found his little mannerisms cute.