#plain!mathieu

“I know you’re in there.  I can literally hear you walking around.” he said through the door.  He looked at the wood as if he could see through it until he saw her face, which he imagined was scrunched up in annoyance.  “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was going out of town, but I brought you gifts to make up for it.”   She had every right to be angry with him, he wasn’t blaming her.  Mathieu was simply here to make amends since his father’s business had called him away suddenly when the two of them had had plans.  For anyone else, he wouldn’t have cared, but he cared about Donia.  Surprisingly more so than anyone else he knew, but he tried not think about it.

It had been sheer luck that he had overheard her talking with one of her friends and even better luck that she didn’t seem to notice him.  He had been truthful when he told her that she wasn’t likely to remember him after all it had to have been near five years since they had last seen each other.  She hadn’t enjoying his teasing very much and he had been in that very annoying post-teenage phase of life.  Mathieu had thought it hilarious to try and get a reaction out of the proper little daughter, but ultimately succeeded only in annoying her or so it seemed to him.  He was very curious to see if her curiosity would get the better of her and she would actually show tonight.  For tonight, he had even dressed up.  After all, this was Le Cinq and it was only a exorbitant amount of money that had gotten him a reservation such last minute.  The host staff had all been made aware to bring her straight to the table when she arrived and he was already seated with a bottle of wine in an ice bath next to the table.