A Client with Mysteries

“Stop,” he said all of a sudden as he reached for my hand.

“Let go…” I said immediately.

I tried to pull my hand away, but he only held on to it tighter than before.

“Hi there, can I have the usual? Oh, make that double the usual…” he called out at a shop.

“Sure thing! You hardly drop by anymore…” a man’s voice replied.

“Shit got busy…sorry…” he called back.

I looked in confusion at the store that we had stopped in front of. Apparently, it was a patisserie with its display window filled with macarons, cakes, tarts, and the like.

“Thanks, bro…” EROS said as he took two bags from the man and paid him.

I watched in confusion at the exchange and wondered to myself what I was still doing here and why EROS was still holding my hand.

“Here. This is for you…” he said calmly.

I raised an eyebrow at him as I stared dubiously at the cute little pink bag that he held towards me.

“What is this for?” I asked.