-Chapter 2-
"Wanna eat?

[ a r i a n a ]

The light blinds my eyes, as I wince, waken up by the sun.

I sit up, between clean white sheets, legs tangled up with another's. My head throbs, and I can't seem to find my phone.

I cover my mouth, preventing a gasp to escape, as I realized what I did, as the memories came back, crashing on me like a hurricane.

A man, his naked back facing me, slept peacefully next to me. And not just any man.

Cal.

His face, serious, yet calm. I notice scars up his back. What did he endure?

But most importantly, what the fuck did I do?! Did I just sleep with a man I barely knew?

Yes, yes I did.

I stand up, searching for my clothes. I notice them, cleanly folded by the table. Did this man fold my clothes? Who does that? Perhaps he is a clean maniac.

I dress myself up, looking around the apartment. Minimalist, edgy yet simple. This man really has taste.

Suddenly I see a picture of him hanging on the wall, him along with..

Bruce Wayne?

Then I see another picture, of him with who seems to be.. a butler?

I turn back, watching sleep, before opening the door and walking away.

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"Damnit!" I tap my phone repeatedly, outside, in the freezing air.

Finally, it connects, and dials Taliana's number.

"Hey.. Ariana."

"Thanks to you, I just slept with a random guy I met."

I hear her spit her food out, which was followed by a few choking sounds.

"Nope, this is not Aria. Goodbye." And the call ends. Just like that.

I take a glance at the busy streets, and I tighten my jacket around me. The last thing I want is catching a cold here, alone, in Gotham. My stomach demands to be filled as I breathe in the smell of bacon and.. pie?

I groan, wanting to find a cab, but was stopped by a cough.

I turn around, preventing myself to cuss in front of my.. one night stand.

Cal eyed me carefully, leaning against the wall. A slight smirk appeared, and I shudder.

Why is he so hot? Geez, I really can't seem to understand my composure today.

"Well?" I ask, freaked out by his comportment.

"Is this your first night stand?" He asks me cheekily.

I sigh, nodding. Jeez.

Cal's the second guy I've ever been with. The first one was Gabriel, obviously.

"Let me ask you a question." He mumbles, crossing his arms. I tense up, looking straight at him.

"Yes, go ahead."

"What are you doing here in Gotham?"

"I'm here.. for, uh, an Internship."

"Ah, I see. Where?"

"Vanderbilt Enterprises."

He nods, eyeing me for a second. I felt naked under his stare, but let's be honest, its not like he hasn't seen me without clothes.

"Vanderbilt, huh?" He draws, and I notice his messy brown hair, who still hadn't been brushed.

"Yep." I nod, awkwardly looking at him, in the middle of the street, and I just realized that my shirt was inside out.

"Wanna eat?" He asks, and at that exact moment, my stomach growls.

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"So where do you live?" Cal asks me, taking a bite of his sandwich.

"Primwood Apartments. But my furniture's not here yet, so I have to rent a motel for a while." I state, drinking my juice. Cal had been generous enough to offer me breakfast at his place, which amazes me.

I couldn't stay at the hotel, I couldn't let the media find out I lived here. Alina wanted this to be discreet.

"The motels are dangerous here, you know. I have a spare bedroom, you can use it if you want."

"Oh no, I wouldn't like to burden you. I'm sure you have a tight schedule." I said, noticing the muscles behind his tight shirt.

"Don't worry, it's completely fine. I've had lots of crazy roommates once, I'm sure I can handle a Princess."

Yeah, good luck living with me, hot stuff.

"Well, thank you. I appreciate it."

What did I get myself into?

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Yay..
Second chapter..
After so long.

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Sorry guys, I didn't have much time to write, but now I'm back on track, hopefully.

Thank you for reading, and please vote! Love you guys!

-Sophia