Whenever a new item came, Marina would wonder if it belonged to him. He was always losing things. Sometimes the things were important, like an expensive watch or his cell-phone. Sometimes, however, the things were very unimportant like his five-dollar gift card to the frozen yogurt shop.
Marina liked working at the lost and found. She met a ton of different people. Some filled with worry about what they had lost. Others, it was obvious they were just looking through the stuff to see if they wanted any of it. Marina usually threatened to call security on those people.
On an especially slow Wednesday, he came. Whenever she thought about quitting this job, she remembered that if she did, her chances of seeing him again would become very slim.
She smiled as she saw him enter and said, "Hey Eight."
He smiled back and said, "Hey Marina, how has your day been so far?"
Marina sighs and says, "Slow, as usual."
Eight nods and begins to look through the bin of new arrivals. Marina moves around the counter to stand closer to Eight. She asks him, "What are you looking for?"
He sighs and turns to Marina. He says, "It seems as if I have lost my number, may I have yours?"
Marina feels the blush rush to her cheeks. She walks back to the counter and grabs a pen and paper. She writes down her number and folds the paper in half.
She holds it out, and Eight goes to take until she pulls it back at the last second. Marina says, "Don't do that stupid, wait three days to call thing, okay?"
Eight nods and says, "Can do."
Eight leaves with the number in hand and Marina returns back to behind the counter. She picks up a magazine and begins to flip through it.
Her phone buzzes and she answers it, "Hello?"
The voice says, "Hey, this is Eight. I was wondering If you want to meet at that coffee shop on seventh tomorrow morning?"
Marina smiles like an idiot, and she is glad he can't see her. She says, "I don't know I have a pretty demanding job. What time were you thinking?"
"I was thinking 8:30, does that sound okay with you?"
Marina's smile widens as she says, "I think I can squeeze you in."