"Why haven't you texted me?" He asked.
Theodore had apologized to me for his rude comment on Friday. I forgave him for the effort.
"Theodore have you ever seen me with a phone?" I asked. I never had a phone. Ever. I always used the one at the shelter if I needed to call someone, and it wasn't often.
It took a moment for him to realize what I was saying and simply nodded his head.
"We should hangout tomorrow" he stated.
I never hung out with anybody before. I usually kept to myself in the shelter as well and only spoke to Fiona, one of the leaders there. When the shelter had events I never went cause I wasn't much of a extrovert but I wouldn't say going out to a homeless shelter activity was really hanging out to begin with.
"Tomorrow is Tuesday, isn't hanging out only on Saturday's?"
He laughed at my comment and I couldn't understand why. Why would you want to hangout on such a random day of the week? Maybe it's common in Russia.
"It doesn't matter. Look I'm going to pick you up tomorrow at 6 and we'll go somewhere fun"
"Where is this somewhere?"
"You'll see." With that he left to go back to his table.
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(Theodore POV)
I entered the Apple shop and scanned trajo ugh the display's of iPhone's.
"Are you looking for anything in particular" I turned working to be greeted by a middle aged lady. Eye fucking me at that.
She extenders her bag so her tits could appear larger. I cringe.
"I'm looking for a iPhone 14 pro in white". She nods her head and leads me to the iPhone 14 section. Standing way too close to my liking.
"It would be $1,700 with a 2 year warranty included". She puts on this slutty voice and I try not to laugh at the horrible seductive attempt.
Milfs aren't my thing, she's probably the same age as my mother.
"I'll take it".
I buy the iPhone 14, along with an extra charger and a light pink iPhone case. I also pick up some first generation airpods just to be nice.
"Your total is $2,086".
I pay and as she hands me the bag, making sure to slip in her phone number. I leave the shop throwing away her useless piece of paper in the trash.
I hop into my car and as I drive I wonder how I should give Cynthia her new iPhone tomorrow.
YOU ARE READING
The Russian's Tricks(Short Story)
RomanceTwo immigrants from polar opposite countries. One from poverty and one born into wealth. She's gone through trauma he could never imagine. They are both broken is some way. Yet she's kind and he only cares about his own feelings. When he hurts her...
