Diana Thompson hides behind a capable facade. One that's also strict and a little coarse. In reality, she's frightened, all of it is something she uses to deal with a past so shocking she'd never reveal it to anyone.
She was born in a town called Ri...
If a problem can be solved, there is nothing to worry about. If it can't be solved, worrying will do no good.
- Unknown
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☪Diana
||New York||
8:28 am
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"Wake the hell up Skyler!" I yelled, barging into her room. "We're going to be late!"
Skyler raises her hand from under the sheet and sticks the middle finger at me.
"Real mature," I say, pulling both sheets off of her.
She kicks her legs forcefully before, sitting up on the bed. "Koby mate, it's too early for all this," Skyler says. "Can't we..... well I just go back to sleep."
I sighed heavily, walking towards her. "You know that we can't," I said, throwing her, her jeans. "Now get dress so we can handle this and come back home."
"Fine." She says, getting up.
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I can feel my pulse pounding in my temples. My hands, twitch at the sound of the diner door opening and closing. My eyes flicker to the front of the diner, only to revert back at the coffee cup in front of me.
Skyler places her hand down on mine, slowly rubbing it. "Calm down Koby, there's no need to be nervous."
"Yes, there is," I said, removing my hair from my face. "What I'm about to do is a big risk," I mumbled.
"It is, but if it goes as plan we'll be safe. You just need to take a deep breath, and stay calm." She says, trying to calm me down. My eyes close for a moment as I take in a deep breath.
"According to Google, he was supposed to be here five minutes ago."
"And he will be," Skyler assured. "He's just a little late."
I nod my head, turning my attention back to the diners decorations. The furniture is rustic and dark, sprinkled liberally with vibrant cushions. The floor is a dark walnut color, matching with the small carpet at the middle of the room. There is a table in easy reach of every seat and the walls are all painted a nice shade of brown.
The sound of the diner door goes off again. And this time when I look, the person who I was looking for walked through the door. My heart rate increases just watching him, take a seat three tables in front of us.
