I'm running for a new record in least words per chapter!
Anyway, here's the next one. And please keep in mind, it's purely for practice and fun purposes, and the story has not been thoroughly planned. Thank you, and have a nice night. Really, do have a nice one. After all, tomorrow's Christmas!
Chapter III
After having sat in the Starcredits café for nearly an hour, Sam finally looked up from the book he was so engrossed in – The Foundation, by some chap named Isaac Asimov. He froze when he saw the person walking before him, Carry. Looks like her shift finally ended, Sam thought obviously. Then, realizing he was wasting time, Sam quickly rose from his seat and slapped his book onto the coffee table… spilling a scorching-hot drink over his lap. Sam instantly reached for a napkin from the public dispenser placed at the center of the woodwork. He dabbed at the wet spot continually, in hopes of removing it soon.
A small giggle suddenly caused him to halt in his duties. "I didn't know men as old as you still wet their pants."
"Well, we do it in front of gorgeous ladies." Sam glanced up and stared Carry in the eye. "Such as you." The man offered Carry a seat across, who blushed and nodded thanks. Both took their seats as Sam finished his task.
"So, uh, Carry… What are you doing here?"
"Buying some coffee of course, silly." Her smile seemed genuine enough to Sam.
"You don't mind if I treat you, right?"
Carry laughed. "No, of course not." Sam awkwardly raised his hand to call a waiter over and asked for a cup of coffee. He was confounded when the waiter asked for strength, and Carry assisted. "Um, black please. No sugar."
As the waiter left the table to attend to another couple, Sam heaved a sigh. How long has it been since I dated a girl, he wearily reflected. I'm so out of touch, I'll be lucky to even get her last name.
However, after another hour of conversing at the café, it became apparent Sam had lost none of his charm during his teenage years, and even received Carry's number. Feeling elated, Sam gleefully whistled Yankee Doodle as Carry exited and left the café. He soon left it himself, and made his way back to the small room he shared with his friend and colleague, Daniel Exeter.