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You and Mia had been friends since the beginning of time. You two met each other back in middle school, she was 3 years older that you. She was the ketchup to your mustard, the Finneas to your Ferb, you garlic to your bread (you get what i'm trying to say?). Anyway you two were basically soulmates.
One day you were in your living room enjoying a glass of red wine while watching Dr. House when you get a call. You get up from the couch, leave the glass of wine on the small coffee table in the middle of the living room and made your way towards the phone.
-Hello Y/N-
You hear a mans voice but what gave it away was the slight feminine touch to the voice. You immediatly knew who it was.
- Mia! whats up girl?-
- Oh well Marsellus ain't home and he sent one of his hitmen to take care of me and we where just on our way to Jack Rabbit Slim's when I remembered that you have my hairbrush from the last time I went to your house, so wold you like to come and while you're here can you bring me my brush?-
-Oh, damn a hitman huh? um i mean yeah sure, i'd love too-
-Great, we'll see you there-
-Wait he's going too-
Mia hangs up the phone before you could finish the question.
Confused you make your way to your closet and decide to wear a dark red halter top with pink and light red hibiscus flowers on the side, and for jeans your hands land on some low rise, bootcut, Hollister jeans (the best combo if I do say so myself) with a red chunky-ish belt with a gold buckle. Obviously you wear gold jewelry with it and some dark red kitten heels. You put on perfume and grab Mias hairbrush from your bathroom. On your way out you grab your trusty Restored Large Maggie Shoulder Bag.
You get into your pink Cadillac, place your bag on the passenger seat and make your way towards Jack Rabbit Slim's.
On your way there you decide to make a stop to get gas. You only put half a tank in since the restaurant isn't to far away and besides you don't have enough money for a damn full tank.
Finally after many bumps on the way you make it to Jack Rabbit Slim's. You look for a parking spot, get out of the car, grab your bag and head into the restaurant. A waitress dressed as Marylin Monroe takes you to where Mia and the hitman where seated.
Once Mia sees you she stands up to properly greet you, and you sit next to her. Yet you have not even once glanced let alone seen the hitman sitting across you.
-Sorry i'm late, I had to take care of the old lady-
You say referring to your car.
-You still have that damn dusty Cadillac?-
The hitman's head suddenly jerks up from the menu
-You drive a Cadillac?, do they still make those?, i haven't seen one in so damn long-
He says, almost amused.
-Oh yeah, it used to be my dads-
You take a moment to really look at the man in front of you. The way that he had strands of hair falling perfectly on his face even tho he had his black shoulder length hair tied up, his blue eyes that almost seem to trap you in forever if you made the mistake of starring for to long, the way that he only has one ear piercing and yet it looks hot AF, his chin, his perfect pink lips, his black bolo tie, his perfectly taylored suit, he had this aura that made him seem untouchable and just so perfect for you.
All this you did in like five seconds before and while he was answering you.
-Thats cool, really cool-
If you weren't paying enough attention you wouldn't even catch the way he looked at you. Obviously Mia noticed the way you two looked at each other and touched your foot with hers under the table, you shot her a look but before you could even say anything the waiter showed up to take your order.
-Hello guys, welcome to Jack Rabbit Slims. My name is Buddy and i'll be you waiter for today, what would you like to order?-
-I'll have a vanilla coke and the Douglass Sirk Steak, bloody as hell-
Vincent says while looking at the waiter
-And for you ladies?-
Says the waiter
-I'll have a five dollar shake and the Durwood Kirby burger, bloody-
-Same for me, And for the shake can you put bourbon in it?-
You say
-Sure thing ma'am, how d'ya want that shake, Martin and Lewis or Amos and Andy-
-Martin and Lewis for the both of us-
The waiter writes the whole order down.
-So the 5 dollar shake does contain liqueur, I guess its kinda worth it-
The hitman looks at you like you just solved one of his existential doubts. You smile at that as an awkward silence settles in.
-So uh, whats your name?-
You ask the hitman
-Vince, Vincent Vega what about you?-
His deep but at the same time calming voice sends a chill down your spine and obviously Mia notices it.
-Im Y/N-
Vince stretches his hand out to shake your hand. His touch is delicate but rigid at the same this, his hand is warm with a few calluses and somehow it turn you on event he slightest bit. Then Mia decides to talk so you pull ur hand back on to your lap.
-Pleasure to meet you Y/N-
-No, no the pleasure is mine, really-
You answer confidently.
-So Vince, did i ever tell you how me and Y/N met?-
-No you haven't-
You and Mia start laughing when you guys remember how you met.
-So one day in middle school, I was walking inside the cafeteria when a little girl bumped into me causing me to drop my food. Naturally I cursed both at her and and at the situation but when I looked down at the child she started cursing at me. So here I was, an 11 year old having a word fight with an 8 year old. After a while things started to calm down between us and we became best friends since then-
You three start laughing at the story Mia just told like if the three of you were long time friends, and honestly it was really nice to have a laugh with someone like Vincent.
-And who won the fight?-
-Me-
You say holding in a laugh.
-So an 8 year old beat an 11 year old in a word fight, pretty ironic-
The hitman says
-All the kids made fun of me after that-
Mia says. Both of you cant contain your laugh anymore and you both start cackling, eventually Vince joins in.
-It was pretty funny tho-
You say in between giggles.
The waiter finally comes with your food and drinks.
-Alrighty, well i'm gonna take a leak-
-Thats too much info Vince-
You say while laughing with Mia.
-So Y/N are you into Vince?-
-What? no-
Mia shoots you this knowing look that basically says "I know you are and you can't do anything about it" without talking, you are left with no other option than to just accept it. You stare at her in defeat and say:
-Fine, I think he's not bad-
-Oh please, you think he's the hottest man to ever roam the earth-
She says this last part just as Vince comes back from the bathroom and sits down across you girls. You side eye Mia, signaling to stop talking and she just smiles at it as you take a bite of your burger and a sip of your milk shake.
-Mmm! I had totally forgotten how great these shakes are-
You lick the milk off your upper lip, Vince watches you like a dying man starved for touch.
-Can I try it?-
Vince says, his voice a little raspier than usual.
-Sure-
You slide the shake to him and watch as Vince stare down at the straw as if it was the most interesting puzzle ever.
-You can use my straw, I don't have cooties-
-Yeah, but maybe I do-
-Cooties I can handle-
He finally takes a sip of the shake, his face lighting up like a child when he sees his favourite toy.
-Goddamn thats a pretty fuckin' good shake-
-I know right-
Suddenly music start playing from a rockabilly, both you and Mia recognize the song as You Never Can Tell by Chuck Berry, people start going over to the dance floor to dance.
-Lets dance-
Mia says
-Oh yes please-
you say as you both stand up.
-Vince you comin'?-
-Nah, not really in the mood-
-C'mon Y/N!!-
Mia yells already halfway into the dance floor.
You reach for vVince's hand and pull him out of the car, both of you smiling. Once you got to the dance floor you let go of Vinces hand and start dancing, the both of you.
You're face to face with Vince and a slow song starts to play almost as if by request (obviously it was Mia).
-Would you like to dance?-
Vince says as he offers you a hand.
-I'td be a pleasure-
you take his hand and he grabs you by the waist with the other hand, pulling you closer to him. Something about the smell of cigarettes and his perfume mixed with yours just made the vibe ten times better.
You could notice him glancing at your chest one too many times.
-Hey, eyes up here cowboy-
He laughs at that
-Caught me red handed, how old are you?-
-I'm 28, you?-
You answer
-32, Tell me more about yourself Y/N-
As the song dies, your conversation comes to an end and you both decide to go back to the table only to find Mia already waiting for you two.
-So how'd it go you lovebirds?-
You let go of Vinces hand to sit down.
-So, should we pay the check or do we just leave?-
-Its on the house-
Mia says, already grabbing her purse and standing up. You do the same and the three of you start heading out of the restaurant.
Once in the parking lot you hug Mia and say goodbye to her and you do the same thing with Vince except, the hug is way more personal like if neither of you wanted to let go.
You get in your car and start making your way home.
-What the fuck? am I in love with a hitman?-