Jimmy

You’re walking down the street to a cafe you always study at. it’s small and cozy, and right across the street from the pony express warehouse. sometimes youll sit and watch them work, but in the back of your mind youre always looking for him. the man you encountered a while back while waking home a bit tipsy from a night out with freinds. His name was jimmy, it was something you learned after he accidentally left his ID card in your room after he was done with you. You think about him all the time after that night, even though you knew it was wrong to like what he did you couldn’t help it, you needed him again. so the next day instead of going to the cafe you walk over to the warehouse and wait for him to come out. and he does. hes caring several heavy looking boxes onto a cart. he sighs and turns around once Hes done, his eyes land on you. waiting for you to speak.