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You walk into the small bar you work at, glancing to your phone to check the time, the screen read 20:36, right… the oh so dreaded closing shift, you didn’t particularly mind it though it wasn’t like you worked at a lively nightclub that was full of people until the very last seconds. You liked the quiet bar where most everyone knew one another and since it was in a better neighborhood you manage to score yourself some nice tips most of the time.
You walk over to your usual work station, exchanging quick greetings with your co-worker who was just leaving, he tosses you the keys that you’ll use in a few hours to close the place, barely managing to catch it, you shoot him a look and he gives you an apologetic smile before heading out the door
You mindlessly watch him walk down the street as far as the glass doors and your eyesight allowed you to witness, you can’t help but wonder if he’s heading home to a partner, a loved one, a soulmate…
As you wipe down the counter of the bar your train of thought continues, everyone seems to have found their soulmate but you. That little red string on your pinky has never pulled or moved or twisted or- you don’t even know what it’s supposed to do to indicate that your so called soulmate is nearby. It always just hangs there sadly indicating your lack of a love life.
Work seemed to go by slow today, just a few regulars and nothing too crazy, you spent a few hours making drinks, mainly just pouring beer though as your costumers mostly consisted of middle aged men.
But then it was like your thoughts had manifested into reality as you felt a small tug on your pinky, your breathing hitched and your heart started beating faster.
This can’t be happening..., you thought to yourself as you look up from your sudden trance of staring at your pinky, you almost felt scared to look as the door opened, your eyes followed the red string stretching trough the room, feeling like you were going to faint as the other end of the string came into your view
And there he stood. The man who just stepped inside who was undoubtedly your soulmate. Those words float in your mind as you take a look at him, dark hair and dark clothes that really made his almost mesmerizing blue eyes pop, he looked rugged but not in an unhygienic way. He also seemed older than you but not problematically so, thank god…
You kind of just… stared at him for a few seconds that felt like hours to you, he seemed to share a similar surprised expression as you, yet there was something unreadable about his body language.
He walks over to you as you stand behind the bar counter, he was unsure of what to do, that much was clear. But so were you… you had no idea what you should be doing in this situation. You didn’t want to scare him off by saying something weird but you knew yourself so that was bound to happen at one point.
“I don’t exactly know how to go about this but uh… I really just wanted to get a drink” he says, his voice sounding tired, maybe even disappointed which then made you a little disappointed in return. It’s not like you were expecting a prince charming but he could be a little more enthusiastic at least.
“So are we not going to address-“ you start, but he cuts you off before you could continue.
“Look, I’m really not in the mood for this so just get me a drink sweetheart will you?”
Okay now that’s just straight up rude. You frown as you get him that drink he wanted, as you do your job you couldn’t help but feel butterflies in your stomach, it was weird but in a good way... could these be the effects of being around your soulmate? Damn the universe for assigning some douchebag to you as a sorry excuse of a soulmate… although for a douchebag he is very handsome… but still he was rude to you and you need to get your mind out of the gutter.
Feeling pretty defeated you place his drink in front of him which he seems to gladly accept, almost downing all of it in one go. You carefully watch his every move, seeing the small red string on his pinky which connected the two of you was weird… you never expected meeting your soulmate would be this awkward, but at least he doesn’t seem like a serial killer, and he did call you sweetheart so it’s not like all hope is lost right? or maybe he just says that to anyone and you’re really not that special even though you two are supposed to be in love at first sight but that might just be a myth…
You were so caught up in your train of thought you didn’t even notice that he had finished his drink and now was starting to get up, wordlessly he takes out a hundred dollar bill and places it on the counter top next to his drink
“Keep the change” he mutters as he walks out of the building. You just stand there in shock. Did you really just watch your soulmate leave without a word? Should you have done something about that? Maybe you should go after him? Yeah you probably should, you thought before shouting a quick “Wait!” after him and running out the door, you grab his shoulder, the touch felt electric for a moment. He turns around and looks at you. His expression was yet again almost completely unreadable but you noticed he was looking at you with a certain amount of sadness and pity. You didn’t really appreciate the latter.
“I’ll swing by again if that’s what you’re worrying about… Today’s just not a good day, I’ll see you some other time yeah?” and with that he turns around again and walks away. You couldn’t really move, feeling like you’re stuck in place. Just what are you getting yourself into?