Scorpion One Shot

You saw her almost every day and almost every day she brought the same drink, you had never been able to pluck up the courage to talk to her but today, for some reason, was different.

"Paige... right?" You asked, gently tapping on her shoulder whilst she waited in line.

"Uumm that's me... how did you get my name?" She looked confused and turned around to catch a glimpse of you, brushing her auburn hair out of her face.

"Well you come here most mornings, I guess I just picked up your name from the barista calling it out."

"Oh okay, so you aren't some kind of genius then?" She looked oddly suspect at you

"Well... I wouldn't exactly call myself a genius-"

"Oh, thank god!" She cut you short and sighed in relief.

"Sorry?"

"Don't worry about it."

"Nope... no genius here just your average, everyday person. So... you're getting coffee on your way to... work I suppose?"

"Well I am, but I can't tell you about it." You awkwardly laughed, thinking that it was some sort of joke, but her expression did not change. "No really..."

"Nothing?"

"Even if I did tell you, you wouldn't believe me, trust me!"

"Try me." You challenged, hoping to get some sort of hint.

"Well, I work with a small group of geniuses that save the world at least once a fortnight."

"A group of geniuses huh?" You and her both took a step forward as the que shortened.

"Yep, all sorts."

"Oh yeah? What's your field of expertise then?"

"People."

"Your speciality is... people?"

"I pretty much stop them from killing each other and getting fired. I may not be able to calculate the exact chemical composition of a random powder we find in a barrel and I probably couldn't calculate the position of a Russian satellite orbiting Earth but hey, at least they need me to keep everybody sane."

"So you save the world huh? Anything I might have heard of?" She raised one eyebrow before turning back around the counter.

"If it was on the news, we probably wouldn't have stopped it." She went to place her order, but you interrupted her and reeled off her order to the barista who nodded and walked away to make the drink.

"Firstly, I don't need you to order my drink for me, secondly, those geniuses I work with? I'm kinda dating one so..."

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Written by Aaron.