Let's Get Divorced
Chocolate Boots Shoes
"Hans?" Call Rachel in a slow tone.
"Oh, you're Miss Bulgaria?" Hans looked surprised when he saw the girl in distress was Rachel.
"Why do I always meet you?" Rachel began to collect her things that had fallen.
"It looks like we're a match," Hans crouched down and helped Rachel pick up her messy belongings.
"How are you? We haven't seen each other in a long time?" Hans looked at Rachel's blue eyeballs.
"Have not met for a long time? Didn't the college take a week off?" Rachel said confusedly.
"Oh yeah? I was unconscious. I just miss you too much, Miss Bulgaria. So the time feels really long when we don't meet, '" Hans said.
"Hans, your chatter is ridiculous!" Rachel laughs.
"You're weird, aren't you?" Hans smiled knotingly.
"Any?"
"Yes. You were crying. Now you're laughing. Looks like you have a double personality," Hans blabbed.
"Double personalities like in Split?" Rachel answered that. He cleaned the snow-filled snacks.
"Hey, do you like that movie?" Hans asked happily. Feeling like you have someone who is in frequency with you.
"of course. I like that movie. The movie opened up my insight into the lives of people with multiple personalities."
"Why are we talking about movies?" Hans asked in confusion.
"You're as weird as I am!" Rachel laughs.
"You're on foot from there?"
"Yes. There are no empty taxis. And behold! Her grocery bag was torn because of the burden that was too heavy," Rachel revealed her pouch that was already hollow.
"Wait here" Hans ran towards his parked car not far from there.
"Wear this bag!" Hans gives Rachel a shopping bag.
"Why is there a shopping bag in your car?" Rachel starts putting her groceries into Hans' eco-friendly shopping bag.
"I always carry a shopping bag to keep watch if carrying goods or food. I just want to reduce plastic waste" Hans replied.
"It's good if you're conscious. We have to take care of the environment. One of them is to reduce the use of plastic bags. How many marine animals are suffering from being entangled in plastic waste," Rachel tried to stand up.
"I'll take you home, okay?" Hans takes all of Rachel's luggage and points her towards her red car.
"Yes," Rachel immediately agreed.
"You're not pretending to refuse first?"
"I really need help. So why pretend to refuse? You know, time is money?" Rachel imitated Jasper, her husband.
"Then let me take you home! Ladies first!" Hans lets Rachel walk first
"My leg was injured by the ice shards," Rachel looked at her leg.
"Geez why didn't you say it? Where's your employer?" Hans asked in panic.
"Jasper? I don't know where she is" Rachel shook her head.
"Why doesn't he help you? Even if you're a housekeeper, but she shouldn't have charged you this much" Hans didn't.
Rachel smiled when she heard Hans call her Jasper's housekeeper.
"Yes her name also works," Rachel said lightly.
"You can walk, right? Need me to carry?" Hans's reply was immediately rejected by Rachel.
"Then come on! I'm freezing!" Take Rachel as she walks toward Hans' car quietly.
Hans drove his car to a shoe store not far from the super market Rachel had been to.
"Hey, why are we stopping here?" Rachel asks who is confused as to why Hans parked his car in the parking lot of the shoe store.
"How big is your shoe?" Hans asked directly at the point.
"39" replied Rachel short.
"Wait here!" Hans got out of the car and went straight into the shoe store.
10 Minutes later he came out with his shoes in his hand.
"That's a shoe?" Rachel turned her head towards the passenger seat as Hans kept the shoe behind her.
Hans did not answer, he drove his car again to a park not far from there.
"Let's get out!" Hans told Rachel who was looking at him confusedly.
"What are we here for? I want to go home!"
"Come down! I want to treat your wound. You'll get an infection later if you don't get it right away" Hans got out of the car and opened the trunk to pick up the medicine box there.
Rachel got out of the young man's car. He sat himself in a long chair covered in snow. Rachel looked at Hans who was taking out his medicine box. Rachel felt that the young man was a perfectionist youth.
Hans wiped the wound on Rachel's leg with a small amount of alcohol and covered the wound with a plaster.
After that, Hans returned to the car and brought the shoes he had bought.
"For you," said Hans with a smile.
"Hans, you're too good!" Rachel stared at those brown boots that looked so elegant.
"We're classmates. We should've helped each other" Hans crouched down and took off Rachel's flat shoes. Then Hans put the boots on slowly.
"Next time don't shop alone! You can take me if you want to shop for necessities. Oh right, I'll drop you off if we can go on a date," Hans paused his head and looked at Rachel with a seductive smile.
"Dating? No one is going on a date!" Say someone walking towards them.