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Break Up
by Zzilly14
Sharona walked into the police station and noticed Randy Disher sitting at his desk, twirling a rubber band slowly with his fingers.
"What's wrong, Randy?" she asked.
"Crystal dumped me," he muttered without looking up.
The curly-haired blonde tried to keep from smiling. "Aw, did you lose her picture?"
"Why does everyone think I made her up?" he complained as he angrily put the rubber band on the desk. "She's a real person who I really dated!"
"Admit it, you were trying to make me jealous."
"No, I just decided I needed to stop going after women who don't notice me and meet ones who actually do," he said while staring at the woman before him. "Crystal... she was nice, and sweet... and she actually liked me."
"But...?"
"But... she could tell my heart was somewhere else." Sharona stood silent, not knowing what to say. Randy sighed. "I talk too much, I'm sorry. Go be happy. Enjoy life. Don't let me depress you."
"So she was a wallet model?"
"Yeah... she was perfect," he stated. "Maybe a little too perfect."
She fidgeted with one of her earrings. "Did I thank you for the Fat Tony thing? Because if I didn't... thanks. I know you care and... it meant a lot."
"What are friends for?" he smiled.
Sharona laughed. "But you don't see me as a friend, do you?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Come on, Randy. You've had a thing for me for a long time. I can tell these things."
"Sharona... I do. But I shouldn't. I know you'll never see me the way I see you. Excuse me, I have work to do."
Before he could start with his paperwork, the nurse put her hand on his arm. "Randy..."
He stared into her eyes, awestruck. "Yeah?"
"Never say never." She smiled with a wink before turning around and walking out of the office.
Randy grinned before getting back to his work, wondering if she meant it the way he hoped she did.
by Zzilly14
Sharona walked into the police station and noticed Randy Disher sitting at his desk, twirling a rubber band slowly with his fingers.
"What's wrong, Randy?" she asked.
"Crystal dumped me," he muttered without looking up.
The curly-haired blonde tried to keep from smiling. "Aw, did you lose her picture?"
"Why does everyone think I made her up?" he complained as he angrily put the rubber band on the desk. "She's a real person who I really dated!"
"Admit it, you were trying to make me jealous."
"No, I just decided I needed to stop going after women who don't notice me and meet ones who actually do," he said while staring at the woman before him. "Crystal... she was nice, and sweet... and she actually liked me."
"But...?"
"But... she could tell my heart was somewhere else." Sharona stood silent, not knowing what to say. Randy sighed. "I talk too much, I'm sorry. Go be happy. Enjoy life. Don't let me depress you."
"So she was a wallet model?"
"Yeah... she was perfect," he stated. "Maybe a little too perfect."
She fidgeted with one of her earrings. "Did I thank you for the Fat Tony thing? Because if I didn't... thanks. I know you care and... it meant a lot."
"What are friends for?" he smiled.
Sharona laughed. "But you don't see me as a friend, do you?"
"What makes you say that?"
"Come on, Randy. You've had a thing for me for a long time. I can tell these things."
"Sharona... I do. But I shouldn't. I know you'll never see me the way I see you. Excuse me, I have work to do."
Before he could start with his paperwork, the nurse put her hand on his arm. "Randy..."
He stared into her eyes, awestruck. "Yeah?"
"Never say never." She smiled with a wink before turning around and walking out of the office.
Randy grinned before getting back to his work, wondering if she meant it the way he hoped she did.
TO BE CONTINUED...