(A/N)- I have read hundreds of fanfictions but this is my first time writing one. Hope somebody actually enjoys it. Don't comment if you're going to complain about my grammar. I don't have a writing degree. This is just for fun. Also, I will try to update it every few days. This story was taken down for having it wrote in reader POV so I am currently rewriting it with a OC.
Omgg I forgot this part: I do not own dc comics nor the characters written in Gotham.
It has been about a year since Sara graduated college. She has been working temporary jobs as a waitress and bartender. She couldn't seem to get enough money to open up her own cafe. She was a nice-looking girl. She had long blonde hair that she often used to frame her rounding face. Her eyes were a beautiful shade of green. Her nose contained very few freckles that someone could only see up close. She wasn't that tall standing at only five feet and four inches. Sara wouldn't consider herself skinny or fat. She was a comfortable inbetween.
The rent in Central City is just too high. Too many fancy stores and too many rich people able to afford things in these stores had caused great inflation within the city. Central City is modern and she was not interested in opening a modern cafe. She wants one that feels homey and relaxing. After weeks of searching Sara came across places for rent in Gotham City. This would mean a whole new world. Sara sat weighing the pros and cons of moving. Giving up friends and family, having to start new in life. This would be extremely hard. But being able to start working on your dreams was something she had been dying for. Not all people get the opportunity to have their dreams come true. This was a risk she had to take.
A few weeks later everything was packed up and ready to ship to Gotham. Sara had managed to get a nice storefront for a decent price and a loan from your mom. After hearing rumors about the increase of crime in Gotham, she picked the storefront only two blocks away from the GCPD'S main headquarters. A girl could never be too safe. The only downside was not being able to land an apartment on top of the store. She was though able to find a cozy studio just a mile away. With her bags ready, she said goodbye to her friends and family in Central City for now.
The car ride to Gotham was about ten hours with a lunch break added in. Sara decide to start unpacking her apartment first. The studio had a modern, hipster feel to it and she loved it. The view isn't bad but it's not what she was used to at home. The city buildings were tall and had a grimy look to them. Helicopters drove past flashing lights into your window. Central City was always more cleaner and also not as industrial. She set up her studio as best as she could without buying any new furniture. Holding off buying anything until the cafe is open was more logical.
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It's been a few days since Sara first moved to Gotham. Her cafe was coming together great. All of the furniture and new appliances had been installed yesterday. The only thing left to do was clean up and ensure everything would be ready for opening day. Instead of taking her car today Sara decide to walk to sightsee some of your new city. She packed up a box of sugars, coffee beans, flour, and any other packaged goods she had around the house that had to go to the cafe.
Gotham wasn't that bad in the daylight. Sure, it had its share of weirdos but it still looked to be filled with nice people. Sara was watching a mom interact with her daughter. See there are normal people here. She wasn't looking in front of her when she completely rammed into something. Sara yelped as her box was dropped and she was falling towards the ground. She braced for the impact of the ground when all of a sudden, a pair of long, firm arms are wrapped around you. Sara opened her eyes to see a very tall handsome man holding her. He has dark hair and amazing cheekbones. His face is framed by a pair of large semicircular glasses with a half rim. His arms have a tight grip on you but not enough to hurt. She felt the heat rising in her face as she studied him. He gave you a soft smile before letting go and helping to repack what dropped out of the box.
You snap out of your thoughts and bend down to help him.
"Oh, I'm so sorry I was just lost in my thought and I didn't see anyone in front of me over the box. But thanks for catching me and helping me. That was so nice", you ramble to him your apology.
In return, he stuck out his hand, "Edward Nygma and you are?" You smile back at him, "Sara Collins."
"Well Miss Collins, what do you find in a kitchen cabinet that is not alive?"
Sara stood and pondered the question. You're smart but solving riddles isn't something you ever do. It's obvious you don't know the answer, "Ummm, plates maybe?"
Mr. Nygma laughs at your reply, "Deadpans, that's the answer." After thinking about it you see the humor behind it and wonder how you couldn't think of deadpans in the first place.
"It was very nice to meet you Mr. Nygma but I need to get all this to my new cafe." Sara made a move to grab the box but he stopped her.
"No please, I'll walk you there. It's the least I could do for someone who finds my riddles funny." He picks up the box for you and waits for her to lead the way. "So, I'm assuming you just moved to Gotham, right? It's like you have this brightness to you that we don't have", he asks you with genuine interest.
Sara laughed and answered, "Yeah I just moved from Central City. I wanted to kinda start new in a way and Gotham seemed like the perfect place." "Mhm Central City. STAR labs it out there. I hear they have great technology developing currently. But yes, Gothams a great city sometimes." You stop him, "Well this is my new store front."
He put the box down next to the door and extended his hand out to you, "I hope to see you soon around Gotham Miss Collins."
"Likewise, Mr. Nygma."
