Don't own any characters, except for Mystery Woman.
Mystery Woman POV
I was on my way to work enjoying the beautiful morning air. I was making my way to the subway when this guy bumps into me. I would have let it go but he had the audacity to say that I bumped into him. If there is one thing I will not stand for is being accused of something I didn't do, so I gave him a piece of my mind.
This was about a week ago and every once and a while the handsome face of the stranger will pop into my head. I contemplated walking that same route again to see if by some crazy chance I see him again, but I never build up enough courage to go back.
This morning for whatever reason I woke up in a really good mood, from the moment I opened my eyes I knew that today would be a day to remember. I got up and took a shower and got ready to go to work. I went over to my closet and picked out my favorite outfit for the office, I was really into style I mean I kind of have to be since I worked for a fashion magazine. Ever since I was a child I loved to play dress up with my mom's clothes and I especially had fun with her high heels. So I picked out my best outfit and decided that I was going to take a different route to the office today, I mean I was going to need coffee so why not pick some up on the coffee cart by the court house.
I had my cup of coffee in hand and I was looking at all the people walking by, I was actually looking to see if I would see the man that bumped into me, (or that I bumped into, honestly I don't remember), a knew it would be a long shot, but for some reason I was feeling lucky today. A good 10 minutes had passed and I was about to give up when out of the corner of my eye I see him, dressed in a navy blue suit with a striped tie, his hair combed to the side and he was carrying a briefcase, he was walking with this air of confidence around him that I started doubting if I should go up to him and talk to him. I mean, what if he doesn't recognize me and I go and make a fool of myself, it's not like he would remember our very brief encounter, he was a very busy man if he was in such a hurry last week. I decided that I should just let things be and walk away. When I decide to get one last look at this handsome man, and I see that he is walking towards me, looking at me, and for whatever reason with a smirk on his face. Before I know it we are face to face and I am frozen in place and my mind goes blank and I have no idea what to say to him.