An odious upstart. I had pulled my best attempt to be nice out of the bottom drawer of my reluctant nature but it was not enough for this girl. The rest of the film crew were on the long floor that smelt of tainted brass and ate time.
I took her down a few floors in the cold and baron pseudo post-apocalyptic warehouse all the way to the ground floor.
As we traipsed through the decaying debris that resided in the building, the lights went out. It was pitch-black.
“Urgh?” she grunted with a tinge of fear.
I flicked my long, black hair over my shoulder and looked coldly at where I thought her eyes to be sitting in her head.
It was at this point I discovered her dislike for birds. She was flapping and wailing around in the dark just like one of them. The roof had collapsed a few months back and some rancid pigeons had taken the opportunity to take up residence in the high corners and breed there.
As I walked away, I flung over to her that I was going to find my way to the office to grab a torch so we could continue the tour. The torch in my pocket felt cold in my tightly clenched fist.
As she shouted back that she’d like to just go home, I decided she would rather stand on the baron old factory floor, forward slash 18th Century stable and mull for a while. The birds could be heard flapping anxiously in the distance and it was actually quite a frightening noise, especially for someone who wasn’t used to it.
I walked every so slowly in the direction of the office. I was aware she knew that even if I ran, it would take me at least fifteen minutes to return.
I didn’t return for twice that amount. I found her curled up on the floor, in a corner behind a set of tank tracks. I’m very tall, so I had to bend down a long way to get close to her face to shine the torch directly in her eyes.
Just as the pigeons had been eager to push her out, the floor seemed to have been had been tremendously eager to keep her in.
Her eyes were glazed over and frozen and for moment, I was worried. I raised my left brow slightly. Her gaze averted to mine.
I was pleased to know she had been somewhere without going anywhere.