It was two weeks since that severe storm plagued Rose's life. She still couldn't quite remember how she managed to make it back home. She knew that the random stranger with the brown hair and purple attire did what he promised her he would do which was to get her out of that park and back home. She only wished she could remember the details of that night after she tripped. It was all a hazy blur. She mentally cursed herself for not even getting a name to call him by.

"It would have been nice to see him again to at least give him a proper thank you." Sighing to herself, Rose gave one last glance at the bathroom mirror she was staring at and got up to go to work. It wasn't a glamorous job like she always wished for but being a waitress was good enough to provide for herself so she bared with it.

"One day I swear I'm going to get an actual job where the salary doesn't depend on how good the night is going."

The bus Rose was waiting for pulled in, in front of her. She quickly pulled out her money and once she got on the bus, she did what she would always do these past two weeks. While sliding her money into the machine, she would survey the entire bus in hopes of seeing that man from the storm. She found it silly how every single time she got on the bus, she hoped that she would run into the guy from the park but as each day went by, her hopes slowly began to diminish. After scanning all the bus seats, Rose sighed and went to go find a seat for herself.

"Of course he wouldn't be on here. It's just one bus out of many in a huge city filled with millions of people." Rose scowled to herself for developing a tiny obsession over someone that should be insignificant in her life.

"I need to stop. I'm wasting my time. He probably forgot about me anyways."

Little did she know the person she was seeking out would always get off the stop before hers and just like her, he was looking for her too.

Waluigi dropped his pencil onto the desk and decided to call it a night. Massaging his tired and sore hand, he got up from his desk and started mumbling to himself,

"I need them to meet somehow... But I don't know how." Waluigi groaned in frustration and threw himself onto his bed.

"How can I already have writer's block this soon? I've only written one chapter for Christ's sake." Waluigi buried his face into his pillow, figuring it was better to sleep his frustrations off than spend the night being angry at himself. He turned his body to the side and stared out his bedroom window, moonlight shining through. Most of the time whenever he'd go to sleep, sleep would come instantly but tonight was different. His body was tired but his mind was somewhere else. It was in too edgy of a state for him to fall asleep peacefully.

He continued to stare at the window and thought back on one of the very few memories he had with girls. He didn't even want to call it a memory with a girl since technically he never met this girl. A few years ago, Wario thought it best for Waluigi to finally have a girlfriend to give him some sort of life that didn't involve sitting at a desk, writing for hours. It was a blind date. Waluigi abhorred the idea of a blind date let alone a date itself but Wario wouldn't take "no" for an answer.

When the day of the blind date came, Waluigi was, as always, busy writing something on his desk. He had a sudden burst of inspiration and didn't realize how fast the time was going by. He took a tiny break from writing and looked up at the clock, panicking. His blind date was supposed to be in ten minutes. He quickly got up and shuffled around his room trying to get ready as soon as possible will yelling out curses to the walls of his apartment. After finally being decent looking, he ran out of his apartment and towards the bus stop, the bus already driving off into the distance. Waluigi stood and watched the bus drive away, wishing he was a bit more punctual with meeting people and what not. He knew the next bus wouldn't come for another thirty minutes and went back to his apartment, figuring that trying to make this date was a lost cause.

Waluigi chuckled to himself, remembering how furious Wario was the next day. Waluigi turned and laid on his back as he was now staring at the ceiling.

"Can't blame me for forgetting. Writers only remember the important things. Obviously this wasn't important." Waluigi closed his eyes and waited for sleep to come visit him. Before he drifted off to sleep, an idea popped into his head.

He was going to make the character modeled after himself miss his stop.

After allowing himself several hours of sleep, Waluigi went straight to his desk to continue writing. Before he could place his pencil on the paper, a thought dawned on him.

"Just what am I…. Going to name myself in this story?"

Waluigi wanted to bang his head against a wall in frustration. He could write various stories of variety with the most intricate of characters but whenever it came to anything about himself, his mind would draw a blank. Ever since his early years of secondary school, he had trouble whenever it came to writing about himself. Normally he'd just write details and traits of some person he made up in his head but he didn't want to do that this time. He wanted his character to be a carbon copy of himself.

After spending an hour of what could have been spent on writing, Waluigi sighed in defeat. No appropriate name could manifest itself to him. As much as he swore to never put his name anywhere in his stories except for the areas where the author is revealed, Waluigi thought I'd be best to go with his own name. It was his story after all. It was only being written for personal purposes. It's not like anyone else would ever get the privilege of reading it anyways.

Evening was creeping in close and Waluigi was already ready to call it a night go straight to bed instead of having an attempt on being a part of the social environment of the city. This was starting to become routine. He'd get up early in the morning to go to work. Then he'd spend hours and hours of labor in construction. By the time he'd make it to the bus and sit down, he'd finally feel all the fatigue of the day and lose all motivation in doing anything. He found the whole routine a bit frustrating and mumbled to himself as he aimlessly stared at blurred scenery outside while the bus was driving on.

"This isn't any way to live at all…"

Nothing eventful ever happened in his life. Change was not something that ever found its way to him. Though, there was that one time a couple of weeks ago where he missed the bus completely and had to walk home from work. It was an extremely long walk but he didn't mind. Any switch up in the routine was refreshing to him. He remembered that day vividly. He was nearing home and decided to take a scenic route the rest of the way. Much to his dismay, a vicious storm came rolling in. He was about ready to dash home in a quick sprint we he saw someone hiding under a tree. He saw no harm in trying to help but he wasn't prepared for who he'd find. He found her.

Waluigi wasn't sure what "her" exactly meant but she was something he couldn't shake off his mind. Her eyes were such a deep shade of turquoise and her hair platinum. Almost like starlight. Even though she was drenched in rain and terrified, he knew she was not some average, everyday girl. She was beautiful on an unearthly level. He still mentally curses himself for not learning anything about her. Deep down, he was a coward when it came to these things. He wasn't exactly smooth when it came to women. So when he finally led her out of the park he only exchanged a simple goodbye and went running off. Waluigi rolled his eyes at that thought. Ever since then, he'd go back and forth on walking through that park home and taking the bus. As foolish as it sounded, he thought maybe, just maybe he'd somehow run into her again.

Waluigi was too consumed in thought to realize that momentary pause the bus had was actually his stop. Before he could stand up to tell the bus driver to wait, the bus was already on its way to the next stop. He slumped down in his seat and crosses his arms, grumbling,

"Great… Just great. Now I'm going to have to go all the way downtown before I can turn back and go home."

Waluigi continued to sit in the same position with his arms crossed and barely noticed the bus pause again for the next stop. He didn't bother to look up since he wasn't in the mood to people watch. Instead, he just continued to curse mentally until he felt a gentle poke on his shoulder.

"May I sit here?"

Waluigi looked up to where the source of the voice came from and was beyond surprised who stood before him. It was the girl with the deep turquoise eyes and starlight colored hair. The girl from the park.

It was her.

A/N: So I really wanted to update this one first because new stories are always so exciting. Thank you guys for reviewing. I was 99.9% sure that no one would actually care and that this was a silly idea. And wow already you guys are jumping to conclusions on what will happen. Who knows what will happen. I have two endings written up in my head. I just don't know yet if I want to give the cliché ending or something different. Eh it's too far ahead in the future to decide that. Literally like all you guys are my favorite. Ifosjgosifjhbfsh.

Oh and superness! I read those two stories you put in your review. It's such a shame that they're not updated. I was enjoying myself quite a bit and wish I knew what'd happen next. Thanks for pointing them out to me. Anyways yes, you six have made my life and I do actually listen to every word you guys tell me and always keep it in mind when I'm writing. You have no idea how helpful and wonderful you all are. Like wow. Thank you so much. You all give me so much motivation. Welp. I'm off to go write for the other one and I can't wait to hear from you guys again so. God I talk so freaking much. I hope you're all enjoying it so far. Until next time, bye~