Status: Completed :)
Ain't No Rest for the Wicked
II.
Molly sat outside the small cafe, stirring creamer into her coffee. Things were pretty quiet with it being so early in the morning; many people were at work. But Molly made her own hours. She had just taken her first sip of coffee when the sound of metal scraping against concrete met her ears. She looked up her mug and found herself staring into a pair of dazzling jade-colored eyes.
"Finally you get here," she said, rolling her eyes. "It's almost ten thirty."
"Had to make a quick pit stop," Zacky mumbled. He pulled a cigarette from the pack in his jacket pocket and lit it, taking a long drag. "What are you in such a hurry for anyway?"
"Finally you get here," she said, rolling her eyes. "It's almost ten thirty."
"Had to make a quick pit stop," Zacky mumbled. He pulled a cigarette from the pack in his jacket pocket and lit it, taking a long drag. "What are you in such a hurry for anyway?"