Date With Hubert (Part 2)

"So, what about you? How is it on planet Monica?" Hubert said, staring at the stars.

"Oh, you don't want to know the shit that goes on in my head, Hubert." Monica laughed nervously. The continued staring at the stars from their bench and some more time passed.

"I've been thinking a lot about my father." Monica said abruptly.

"I think you told me about him, right?" Hubert turned and looked at her.

"No, I told you about my step-father. My real father left my mother and me really early. Well, she left him really. Anyways, I never knew his name or anything, but I do think it is funny..." Monica trailed off.

"What was funny?"

"Well, I do remember he would send paychecks for alimony and child support. They had the ADE logo on them, it just seems funny that I'd end up working here." Monica laughed.

"Do you want me to look into it for you? Maybe we can find him and reunite you guys?" Hubert suggested, and was met with a strange look from Monica.

"Um, no. It was a long time ago, and I doubt he cares or remembers. I'm probably a stranger to him now." Monica turned away, "Although, it would have been nice to have a father figure that wanted me to be something more than a housewife or something objectified like my step-father would've wanted."

It was clear to Hubert that Monica had turned away to hide her tears. He can understand where she's coming from. He gently touched her face and turned it back towards his.

"Monica, you can be whatever you want to be. You're beautiful and smart. Don't let anyone hold you back." He smiled, and she smiled back.

"Thanks, Hubert. You're not so bad yourself. In fact, I think I'm going to give you a second kiss, just because you're so nice." She laughed and gave him another kiss, this time on the lips. It lasted longer and was sweeter.

"Woah." Was all Hubert could say, his head was swimming.

Monica looked at her watch. It was getting late. "Hey, it's getting kind of late. We should probably head home. We both have to work tomorrow." She said, a bit dejectedly.

"Oh, alright. Let me walk you home then." He smiled.

"Okay." Monica blushed, and they walked hand in hand to her apartment.