Walk
After sitting down for a couple of hours with Zihao, the diner was already getting low on customers. It was her favorite time of her shift when she could be earning money by the hour despite not really doing much.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" Qing Zihao asked her, lighting another cigarette.
"Only if you're not going to smoke."
He lazily smiled at her and it made her warm in the stomach. "You sat here all night not complaining about my smoking."
She leaned back her seat. "Well, I guess it's time for some fresh air."
"Alright," he said and took a long drag in his new cigarette before tossing it on the ground. "As you wish."
He stood up with unusual grace coming from a tall man that Christina was fascinated, a little envious. "Shall we?"
Christina got up from her seat and they walked side by side quietly. At the corner of the first street, she asked, "Are you not afraid to walk at night?"