first of all I think I owe you an apology for keeping you waiting for the result of my second One Week One Story challenge. I was lacking the inspiration and felt like I needed some time to my self after having decided to quit College and start the long road ahead as a writer. Nevertheless, the challenge had been started and it got me stuck at not being able to build up my website.
Now, about 2 weeks ago on Wednesday I was struck by a bolt of inspiration to write a romance, so much so that I wrote about half of it (4190 words) on that same day. It took me a few more weeks to get to finishing this Romance story and now I have it.
so without further ado:
Here you have OWOS #2
A romance story by Cornelis Frederiks
Business trips were a pain, you spend most of your time going from meeting to meeting and in the evenings you often have to read tons of paperwork to be sure the requirements are met. It didn’t leave much time to explore the city or enjoy yourself, what little time Chris did have for exploring he enjoyed. Tokyo was a beautiful city, but Chris was surprised with how many people lived in it. His usual fast pace was impossible to keep up with how many people walked on the city street. He was glad he had a driver to pick him up from the hotel, and assure he got to the office in time for the meetings.
Chris was sitting in the hotel lobby on the second day of his trip, he wanted to make sure everything went smoothly so that he could earn himself a week off work to explore the city. Everything had to be spic and span. He was reading through one of the contracts and was making notes of things that seemed to be missing or could be added to it. It was his first overseas business trip and he was given quite the challenge. His trip was to set up a contract with a Japanese producer of computer parts and tablets. He had had some training in multicultural communication but to actually be part of a meeting where every thing you did could be interpreted wrongly was quite a challenge. He was managing though, keeping in mind how the Japanese tended to have an indirect approach to communicating, high context was what he thought it was called. It was very different to the American tendency to be direct, and get down to business as quickly as possible. Nevertheless, he enjoyed the challenge and felt rather confident about the negotiations. He had a cup of tea standing next to him and took a sip every now and then.
He had finished reading to the contract a third time, and closed his eyes for a moment to relax from reading.
I think I’ve done all I can for now, he thought as he slipped the file into his suitcase.
“Chris?” he heard a female voice say.
How on earth would someone here know my name, he thought as he looked at the source of the voice.
The woman looked strangely familiar to him, and was really beautiful. Jet black hair hung down past her shoulders in smooth waves and her face had features that reminded him of a girl he used to know in high school. Rain Okuda was that girl’s name, Japanese father and an American mother. Her face was a beautiful mix of the two. Beautiful green almond eyes that were at a slight angle, and a bright smile. They had been in the same class during high school and were rather close throughout their final year. Chris even remembered taking her to the prom back then.
“Rain?” Chris wondered angling his head and closing his eyes a bit.