Chapter 6: cute dresses

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Greyson's POV

As I was signing contracts, what happened yesterday comes to mind.

I look at the folder beside me. It's the information that was collected by the MIB yesterday. I can't seem to open it. There's something holding me back. It feels like I am violating her privacy.

I finish my work early so I can destress earlier. It has nothing to do with the small redhead at the park.

Nothing.

I lift all the files I've read and signed then slam it on the table of Kurt.

Kurt was surprise by the load of papers I've placed on his table.

"Oh. Good job sir. Have a good day." I nodded at him then bat out of the office.

I grab my packed lunch and changed out of my suit inside my car.

The MIB knows my routine by heart so they know where to bring me after my work.

The MIB parked the car right outside the park then nodded at me.
I lower my hood down and go to my usual place.

I can feel eyes glancing at my direction. I sigh.

I arrive on my spot and
I saw sunshine sitting on her usual place. I notice that she's not eating anything.

I look at my watch saw that it's only past 1pm.

I bet within five minutes she'll approach me.
She's a strange one. She's shy but she determinedly approach me even if she's terrified yesterday.

I observe that she wears the same clothes for two straight days.
Don't get me started on her wishlist. She wished for blanket for the cold. A new flipflops to replace her tattered one and a bonus for the volunteers at her shelter.

I can see that she's selfless, caring and homeless.

I want so badly to whisk her away from this place but I am practically a stranger to her.

Fuck.

"Hello Mr. Hoodie! Your back!"

I look up and saw Sunshine smiling brightly at me. She's wearing a red dress this time.

I nodded in response.

She sat down beside me and starts to tell what happened last night on her shelter without even asking if I am interested in hearing her stories.

I let her.

Her lively voice for some reason gives me energy.

Im so fucking crazy.

"Last night there's a bunch of people lining up outside the shelter. So I decided to help Miss Lorna. I help out distributing dinners and some blankets and pillows." She started.

"Miss Lorna reminded me from time to time to set aside my dinner already and blankets but I forgot. So what happened was I only ate one twinkies and water last night which is not bad because I still have dinner compared to other people with nothing to eat at all. I got a blanket but my sleep's not good because there's a riot super early this morning."

She did not eat?
I stare at her and notice dark circles under her eyes in contrast of her bright smile.

She's still smilimg despite the fact that she did not eat last night.

I open my pack lunch.
I scoot back a little to place all my food between us.

One container contain rice. The other one has chicken roll, spring roll, and dumplings.

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