Remember me?
Who: Sia, Steven
Where: The Pet Shop
When: About a month after their meeting
Between songs, Steven had made it a point to make good on his promise. Certainly, he hadn't outright sworn to find her, because that would have been a little creepy, even for him. Nevertheless, he had told her he wanted to buy a pet, and that was exactly what he was here to do.
That was his excuse, anyway.
Countless petshops, a few phone numbers, and several pimply teenagers later, Steven had finally found the right place. And, as usual, his luck with with him, as she appeared to be in! With a wave to his driver, who was all too happy to go back to the limo, Steven opened the front door. The little bell above the door rang to announce his presence. Ignoring it, he made a beeline for the young lady's whose back was, at present, turned.
"Hey, kid," the rocker greeted with a grin. "Got any of those big puppies left over?"
Where: The Pet Shop
When: About a month after their meeting
Between songs, Steven had made it a point to make good on his promise. Certainly, he hadn't outright sworn to find her, because that would have been a little creepy, even for him. Nevertheless, he had told her he wanted to buy a pet, and that was exactly what he was here to do.
That was his excuse, anyway.
Countless petshops, a few phone numbers, and several pimply teenagers later, Steven had finally found the right place. And, as usual, his luck with with him, as she appeared to be in! With a wave to his driver, who was all too happy to go back to the limo, Steven opened the front door. The little bell above the door rang to announce his presence. Ignoring it, he made a beeline for the young lady's whose back was, at present, turned.
"Hey, kid," the rocker greeted with a grin. "Got any of those big puppies left over?"