I listened to the sweet clicks of my heels as I walked down the sidewalk. Just hurt another one. Soon enough, everyone's gonna know about Elektra- the heartbreaker, homewrecker, and the dying beauty queen.

You should've seen him. Begging for another chance, practically dying in my arms, like putty in my hands.

I stopped at the front of a shop door. A coffee shop. The Glass Balloon, it was called. No one really knows why, but they have great coffee.

I stepped in, purchasing a latte for another Elektra Heart victory. As I waited for my order, I went to the bathroom, only to be confused as to which was which. I quickly saw a young woman run out of one of them, which had me quickly guess that it was the women's room.

I stepped inside to see a blond man hastily washing his hands, his pants quite obviously unzipped.

"Wrong damn room," I muttered, shutting the door and taking a few steps to the other door.

And that's when I realized exactly why a girl had quickly ran out of there- that's why his pants were undone. Oh, boy, I think I just found myself a grade A man slut.

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"Elkhart?" The barrista shouted. I sighed and walked up to the counter.

"It's Elektra Heart." I said as I turned my head. And crashed directly into someone- but not just anyone- the same man in the bathroom washing his hands.

"Agh, God!" He exclaimed, raising his left arm, that was now covered in coffee.

"I'm sorry! I-"

"No, no, it's fine. I didn't like this shirt too much anyways." He laughed. "You were the chick that walked into the men's room, right?"

I shrugged and rolled my eyes. "Yep, that's me. Call me Elektra."

"Roger."

"Well, Roger, how about I help you clean that up some?"

He smiled again. "That'd be great, Elektra. Maybe you can also tell me a bit about yourself."

"Alright, but only if you do the same in return."

"I got covered in coffee and you caught me with my fly down, can I get a break?"

"I have to be the stupid one to cover you in coffee and look at your fly down, I don't seem to be able to catch one either."

"Well aren't we just a couple of unluckies,"

"Let me get this straight. If you wanna ask me out, just do it. I hate cheesy stories, so don't put me in one."

"No feel good rom-com?" He asked with a chuckle.

"I'd rather be the second victim of a horror movie. Y'know, the one who dies purely from their own stupidity."

"Well then, Elektra, how'd you like to go out sometime?"

"Alright then. Kind of cheesy, but I'll deal with it." I said as I scribbled my number on a napkin and handed it to him.

"Consider it a date." He said with a smile.

Consider yourself a fish on a hook, you unlucky bastard. Welcome to the life of Electra Heart.

Finally finished this!! Don't know what took me so long :/