The Bar was Quiet for a Friday evening. Which was strange, but he didn't really think about it. Moving over to the bar, he sat down next to a woman having some sake.
"Evening, Torha."
"Evening Lord."
he whapped her on the head with his hand, which she doubled over.
"I hate the lord name. You know that sir, or H will do."
she nodded.
"so... what you want, Sir."
"Help. I am having some trouble with Cee. I don't understand what she's telling me."
then H rustled in his coat pocket for an envelope and handed it to her.
she took it and looked it over, giving him a curious look.
"she left that on the table this morning, then left for the day to take a walk with lily. i read it during breakfast and then came here."
she opened it up and read:
Good morning, H the guy with no emotions.
I don't blame you and I do love what you're trying to do with your limited emotions but sometimes it's just... anyways I want to talk to you about something.
'Fuck You'
and please don't send any flowers again.
Sincerely, Cee, your girlfriend with emotions.
she looked at his face, it was neutral, I mean, what was different? nothing, he had no emotions, could not even show them, or at least that's what he told people. The truth is if you knew him really well you could find the emotions showing though slightly.
"Wait," she said.