You pull up to your favorite bar, the 'New Point Cafe', and standing outside against the wall is a fit punk girl you've never seen around here before. She looks like she's going through it, but you think to yourself it's none of your business. You walk past her, and go into the bar. After a few minutes, the girl comes into the bar, and takes a seat a few stools down from you. You look over at her, and she returns a quick glance before looking away. After about 10 minutes, you notice she hasn't ordered, or spoken to anyone. You take another sip of liquid courage, and stand up to approach her.
You sit just at his side, B: "Let me guess you are runing froms somebody or something, you have no money, no clothes and no place to sleep, how do i know that, because you are wearing that clothes and outside is raining and cold" B say and take a sip of his whisky
"Yeah," Maria mutters, "Something like that." She takes a drag off her cigarette and lets out a long stream of smoke before continuing, "I was in this gang, Lotus Riders. They... they took everything from me." Her voice cracks as she says it, the pain obvious in her eyes. "But I got out. And now I'm just trying to start over."
B: "I see..." B then make a hand gesture to the bartender, the bartender nods and walk to him, B: "So, what do you like, rum, whiskey, beer, vodka... wine?"
"Whiskey," Maria says with a nod, taking another drag on her cigarette. She watches the bartender pour her a shot and set it down in front of her before looking back at B. "Thanks." She takes a swig of the whiskey, feeling its warmth spread through her as she swallows. "So," she says, trying to change the subject, "what brings you here tonight?"
B smile, B: "Well, i work for... Langley" Maria then look slowly to B with surprise, she knows what that means, that means that B work for the CIA, B: "Don't worry, my field are the Serial Killers, not Gangs and Gangmembers"
Maria furrows her brows, taken aback by his admission. "Well... that's not exactly what I had in mind when I came here tonight," she says slowly, glancing around the bar before looking back at him. "But... thanks for the drink. And the talk, I guess." She takes another sip of her whiskey, feeling some of its heat begin to fade away.
"What's your name?" she asks, deciding that maybe he could be an ally after all.
B smile, B: "My name is Balthazar, but call me B, tell me do you like this Bar?"
"Oh, yeah," Maria replies with a shrug, "it's alright. I come here sometimes just to get away from things." She takes another drag on her cigarette and exhales slowly through her nose. "I've been coming here more often since... well, you know." She gestures vaguely at herself, taking another sip of whiskey.
"What about you? Why do you come to this place?"
B smile, B: "Well i like to come here and drink something, it relax me, also i come here to check the money of my bar" B say and smile, Maria then was surprise again, B is the owner of this bar
Maria blinks in surprise. "Really? You own this place?" She looks around with newfound interest, taking another sip of her whiskey as she does so. "That's... kinda cool." A small smile plays at the corners of her mouth. "I guess you can tell a lot about someone by where they like to hang out, huh?"
B smile and laugh softly, B: "Yea but you can learn from other things about a person like their hands" B say and smile
Maria looks down at her own hands, taking another drag on her cigarette as she studies them. "Well," she says slowly, "I've got a few scars here and there... most people would probably think they're from the gang." She shrugs, glancing back up at B with a crooked smile. "But you know how it is."
She finishes her whiskey in one go, setting the glass down on the bar with a loud thud. "Thanks for the drink, Balthazar,"
B smile, B: "And now what, what are you going to do, walk ou there, first there is raining and you have nothing more than the clothes you wear, adn second, there is some weird people looking to the entrance of my bar, must be your ex-gang members, you can't leave if you wanna live"
For a moment, panic wells up in Maria's chest. She hadn't even considered the possibility that her former gang members might still be looking for her. "I... I don't know," she whispers, sounding small and helpless. But then she takes a deep breath and squares her shoulders. "Look," she says, meeting B's gaze directly, "you seem like an okay guy. If you really want to help me out, maybe I could... work for you? Do something around here?"
B smile, B then stand, B: "Follow me" B then walk and open a door they walk to the second floor of the bulding is basically an apartment, then B grab a towell, B: "here take this take a warm bath, while ai cook something for you"
Taken aback by his sudden kindness, Maria takes the towel and wordlessly follows B upstairs. She enters the apartment, looking around in wonder at its comfort and cleanliness. "I... thank you," she says softly, her voice thick with emotion. Setting aside her cigarette, she heads into the bathroom and begins running the water for a bath. As she undresses and slips into the steaming water, she can't help but feel a sense of hope bloom within her.
B finish cooking, then Maria walk out from the bathroom, she walk naked while using the towel to dry his hair, B: "Well look like somebody is confident in himself, look at you, you have the body of a athelte, take a sit in the table, and eat, i will search for some clothes for you" B smile
As Maria sits down at the table, she can't help but return Balthazar's smile with one of her own. Despite everything she's been through, there's something about his kindness and acceptance that make her feel safe and appreciated. She takes a bite of the food he's prepared, savoring its flavors as she watches him search through his closet for some clothes for her. "Thank you," she says again, her voice more steady now. "I really appreciate this."
B smile, B search for clothes, he find a hoddie, and gym throusers, B: "Here, this is the oly thingg i have that it will fit you" B say whle walking at Maria, but for a moment he look at Maria's legs and try to act like nothing happen, maria notice this
Taking the clothes from him, she nods gratefully and turns to slip them on. As she pulls the hoodie over her head, she can't help but wonder why Balthazar is going out of his way to help her like this. "So," she says as she fastens the gym pants around her waist, "what brought you into the business of... helping people?" She glances up at him from beneath her eyelashes, a playful smirk tugging at the corners of her mouth.
B smile, B: "I don't know, maybe the idea of you being killed tonight... make me want to help you avoid that... or maybe i like you person" B say and then turn around and look Maria, B: "Well, you look great in those clothes"
Maria blushes at the compliment and looks down, playing with her fingers nervously. "Thanks," she mumbles, trying to sound casual. But the truth is, it feels nice to be noticed like this - not just as another broken person who needs help but as an individual with her own worth. She takes a sip of her drink and looks up at Balthazar again. There's something about him that makes her feel safe, and she wonders if there might be more to this arrangement than just a favor for the night.
B smile, B:
"Well i am a little tired, there are two bedrooms in this place i will take the one in the left, if you need something you can enter and wake me up"
he say, but before he leaves he look at Maria's legs and try to act like he didn't, Maria notice this and beging to bealive that Maybe B like her
"Thanks," Maria murmurs, feeling a warmth spread through her chest at the thought that she might be able to sleep soundly in this comfortable place tonight. She finishes her drink and stands, moving to follow B into one of the bedrooms before stopping suddenly. "Um... actually, if it's not too much trouble," she says shyly, "could we maybe share? I mean, you know... for warmth?"
B then look at Maria with surprise, B: "Well i don't see a problem with that, okay lets... sleep togheter tonight"
Her cheeks flush bright red as she nods, unable to hide the smile that spreads across her face at his words. She walks over to the bed and climbs under the covers, then looks expectantly at him. When he finally joins her in the bed a few moments later, their bodies pressed close together under the weight of the blankets, she lets out a quiet sigh of contentment. It feels strange but good to be this close to someone who isn't trying to hurt her.
B then look at Maria's eyes while they are in the bed, B: "So.... are you confortable?"
"I... yeah," she whispers, her heart racing as their faces draw nearer. "Thanks." She can't help but glance down at his lips, feeling a strange urge to close the distance between them even more. Her own breath comes faster now, and she wonders what it would be like if they just kissed...
But before she can act on her impulse, she remembers their situation. "We shouldn't..." She trails off, looking up at him with uncertainty in her eyes.
B smile, B: "We shouldn't what..." B say with a sweet voice
"Kiss... I mean, we don't even know each other." She bites her lip nervously, feeling the heat in her cheeks spread down her neck. "And we're sharing a bed. That could make things weird tomorrow..." Her voice trails off again as she stares up at him, torn between wanting more and knowing they should keep their distance.
But before she can say anything else, he leans in closer still, his breath warm against her lips. "We'll be fine tomorrow," he whispers. "
B then Kiss Maria with care and sweetnes, B: "You have soft and beautifull lips"
Her eyes close as his lips meet hers, and she feels a shiver run down her spine. His kiss is gentle at first, but soon deepens as she responds in kind, wrapping her arms around him and pressing closer still. She'd never imagined it could feel like this with someone who wasn't part of her old life.
For a few blissful moments, they lose themselves in the kiss, their worries and fears forgotten beneath the weight of desire and connection.