Misty Gray
Pessimisty
May Thatcher's Place
~ East London ~
Christian Brooks
~ East London ~
Christian Brooks
"Thank you," he told her as she cleared the plates. She didn't take long in the kitchen before returning into view with what he could only conclude was a forced smile. As she leaned against the doorframe, she spoke up and apologised for keeping him for so long. He quickly shook his head. "No need to apologise. It made a nice change and the food was great," he assured her. As much as part of him wanted to stick around to reassure her, he knew it would be best to leave rather than string her along or spend too much time alone with her that he would put himself in a tricky position. He stood up from his seat and sent her a friendly smile as she moved to stand next to him. "As soon as I have any answers I can give you, I'll let you know." Heading towards the door, he briefly turned back to her. "Meanwhile, you stay out of trouble, May Thatcher," he joked.
No matter how desperate he was to be honest with her, Christian knew her father's identity was something he could not divulge until he had spoken with the Kings. With this information being significant to his employers, Christian knew how important it was that they were informed first.
BasDorcha (May)