Red Bull # 11 7/100
Title: Red Bull
Author: Saga Chriztine “sagaluthien” Pettersson
Fandom & Claim: Real people: Orlando Bloom
Pairing: OB, OFC
Prompt: # 11 Red (7/100)
Word Count: 343
Rating:PG-13
Betad: arsenic_n_lace
Table for all enties: Table at my story journal
General information and disclaimer: http://sagas-stories.livejournal.com/30121.html
Author’s note: This was written first from a claim of drabbles - #19 greedy, so this is for Arsenic
“Excuse me, Miss. Is this all you have?” A voice suddenly disturbed her.
She looked up at the guy who asked asked. Her heart jumped over a beat and then tried to compensate for it by beating faster. Krystal tried to not seem nervous but wasn’t sure she succeeded, “I…I’ll can ch..cheek in o..our stock,… if w…we have a…any more.”
“Could you? This won’t be enough.” He held up a few cans of Red Bull and gave her that smile anyone would melt for.
Rather than say anything more and look like a moron she went to see if she could find any more energy drinks. She didn’t think they had anymore as she seemed to remember that she had put out the last one in the beginning of her shift.
The very first thing she did when the door shut behind her was jump up and down. She could hardly believe it that Mr. Gorgeous, Orlando ‘Fucking’ Bloom was in the store she worked in.
Having some luck she found some Red bull’s. Taking them in her arms she could feel that she was shaking and hoped that she wouldn’t drop any.
But the luck wasn’t fully on her side, right in front of Orlando two of the cans slid out and without any chance to catch them they fell to the floor. It would have been quite alright, had one of them not fallen so unluckily that it broke and spurted its contents over their feet and legs. Krystal felt her embarrassment starting to show.
“I see that you found more. Thank you. You saved my day.” Orlando said, as he picked a few of those she still was holding.
Krystal breathed out, somewhat relieved that he didn’t continue her mortification. “Y..you we..welcome,” she whispered.
“I wouldn’t be so greedy if I hadn’t been tight of time. Thanks for the help.”
The next moment Orlando had disappeared.
Krystal’s heart was still beating faster than normal. It had all happened so quick, but now she had a story to tell her friends.
*~*~* The End *~*~*
Author: Saga Chriztine “sagaluthien” Pettersson
Fandom & Claim: Real people: Orlando Bloom
Pairing: OB, OFC
Prompt: # 11 Red (7/100)
Word Count: 343
Rating:PG-13
Betad: arsenic_n_lace
Table for all enties: Table at my story journal
General information and disclaimer: http://sagas-stories.livejournal.com/30121.html
Author’s note: This was written first from a claim of drabbles - #19 greedy, so this is for Arsenic
“Excuse me, Miss. Is this all you have?” A voice suddenly disturbed her.
She looked up at the guy who asked asked. Her heart jumped over a beat and then tried to compensate for it by beating faster. Krystal tried to not seem nervous but wasn’t sure she succeeded, “I…I’ll can ch..cheek in o..our stock,… if w…we have a…any more.”
“Could you? This won’t be enough.” He held up a few cans of Red Bull and gave her that smile anyone would melt for.
Rather than say anything more and look like a moron she went to see if she could find any more energy drinks. She didn’t think they had anymore as she seemed to remember that she had put out the last one in the beginning of her shift.
The very first thing she did when the door shut behind her was jump up and down. She could hardly believe it that Mr. Gorgeous, Orlando ‘Fucking’ Bloom was in the store she worked in.
Having some luck she found some Red bull’s. Taking them in her arms she could feel that she was shaking and hoped that she wouldn’t drop any.
But the luck wasn’t fully on her side, right in front of Orlando two of the cans slid out and without any chance to catch them they fell to the floor. It would have been quite alright, had one of them not fallen so unluckily that it broke and spurted its contents over their feet and legs. Krystal felt her embarrassment starting to show.
“I see that you found more. Thank you. You saved my day.” Orlando said, as he picked a few of those she still was holding.
Krystal breathed out, somewhat relieved that he didn’t continue her mortification. “Y..you we..welcome,” she whispered.
“I wouldn’t be so greedy if I hadn’t been tight of time. Thanks for the help.”
The next moment Orlando had disappeared.
Krystal’s heart was still beating faster than normal. It had all happened so quick, but now she had a story to tell her friends.
*~*~* The End *~*~*