Someone's bound to get burned

It has been a long day. Chloé had spent the evening by herself, nestled in her comfortable chair, wrapped in a blanket. Reading a book and sipping tea, she tried to wash away the unusual events of the day from her mind. Unfortunately, every move involving bending her knees reminded her of the scratches of them. At least, she got the see the United Center from the insider point of view. Yes, she was fan of another team, but she loved hockey for the overall sport and the history of it. Blackhawks were an Original Six team and she cannot deny their talent.

She shook her heads, trying to clear her mind from these thoughts that kept coming back. Pushing her geeky glasses that she put back on after taking off her contacts off that night back up on her nose, she put her book down on the nearby table and looked at the clock. Past ten PM. Long runs always left her tired and craving for her bed at the end of the day. She stretched, her arms above her head, more and more tempted to call it a night and head to bed. New in town and in bed by 10:30, you are such a loser, thought Chloé.

She was ready to get up, her hands on the armchair to help her minimize the pressure of her knee when her phone buzzed on the table, next to her book. Puzzled, she checked at the cellphone. Who could it be? Her dad had called her yesterday and it was a bit late at night for a catch up call from her friends in Montréal.

She unlocked her Iphone and red the following text;

Jonathan : ‘’Hey, sorry for your habs, hope u r not too mad ;)’’

Where did he got my number, thought Chloé.

Chloé : Jonathan??
J : Woah, short term memory
J : might have to side with Kaner and start thinking u actually got a concussion!
C : Oh, THAT Jonathan. Sorry, I actually met 3 more Jonny guys on my way back home. None of them tackled me, though ;)
C : Where did u got my number?
J : Well
J : I might have texted myself from your phone when I entered my number in your cell
J : OR NOT if that is too creepy for u ahah
C : No, no, good move
C : Now u can brag about how you defeated the habs all you want
C : *cough* sucker * cough*
C : LOL
J : Ahaha
J : Did u watch the game?
C : No.. felt I had my fill of hockey players for the day :P
J : Bet you’ll have nice feeling seeing Kaner on TV from now on. Your knees looked bad.
C: Ahah. Well, could have been worst u know
J : Worst? I don’t see how
C : You could have been a bunch of Boston players
J : ahahaah
C : yeah. ‘’Excuse me, sir, i’m gonna throw myself on fire, brb’’
J : habs and bruins, a neverending love story
C : We love to hate with passion ;)

They’d been texting for twenty minutes now. What was she doing. WHAT was she doing? The guy had a girlfriend. Shut up already. The guy was just being nice. And it’s not like she had ten thousands friends in town. Except a few girls from work, she was mostly by herself. She was okay with it; she was not the kind of person who had to always have a group around her. She was okay going for walks by herself and living alone. She lived her live to the fullest. But sometimes, friends could make this life fuller.

C : I was exhausted by the day, I was lamely ready to go to bed LOL
J : Going to bed early, living alone.. WAIT r u a crazy cat lady
C : No! (... not YET lol)
C : Thanx again for your help today : )
J : it was nothing. Glad to help!
C : Ciao, take care!
J : Yeah, u too

***

The next morning, brilliant rays of of sun woke her up. The sky was once again bright blue. It was a glorious morning. She stirred in her bed, thinking of the day to come. She’d get up, have a coffee in her favorite armchair, in front of the big window in the living room, bathed by sunlight. She’d have her favorite breakfast, greek yogurt with honey and granola. She’d head out, going to the market, picking fresh fruits and vegetables for the week to come. She’d enjoy wearing a light sweater and her sunglasses around time, signs of the summer to come.

Yes, she would love Chicago.

As she smiled at herself at the thought of the day to come, she picked her phone on her bedside table, checking what time it was. As she got it unlocked, she saw she had a new text.

Under the name of Jonathan, she saw a picture from Internet of the box full of kitten named ‘’Cat lady starter kit’’ saying ''Should I get you that?''

She laughed, kicked the covers and threw her legs out of the bed.

Yes. She would love Chicago.

Notes

No new chapter for the next few days.. Hope you enjoy this one :)

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