After around fifteen minutes of walking, Steve reached the park. He hugged a tree. A young woman called Zoe was reading in the park. She was young, maybe twenty three or twenty four years of age. She was attractive, with sizeable breasts and a pretty face, and curly blonde hair. She was intrigued to see Steve hugging the tree. She was not a usual attendant of this park. It was a sunny day and she had decided to go to the park and read. She was visiting Steve's town and staying at a hostel.
Zoe put down her book and went over to talk to Steve.
"Hi Steve." She said.
"How do you know my name?" He replied.
"I'm psychic." She replied.
"Oh a psychic-chick, cool".
"Just kidding, I read it on your name tag."
"Oh." Said Steve
They exchanged phone numbers.
Steve returned to the cafe. He usually spent his full lunch break at the park. It was busy at the cafe so it didn't make sense for him to spend long away from the cafe during the busy hours. The other workers usually took a later lunch at around three o'clock when it was less busy.
The cafe was open from 6AM to 4PM. Sometimes people went fishing early, so it was good to open early to get their business.
Steve was still thinking about the girl Zoe when he got home. He sent her a text message.
Hey Zoe, I'm still thinking about you.
She didn't reply straight away, but a few hours later she wrote back to him.
Okay man that's cool. I was interested in you because I saw you hugging a tree.
He was happy that she replied to him. He went to bed with a smile on his face.
YOU ARE READING
Tree Hugger Steve
AdventureA wholesome story about a tree-hugger named Steve. Steve was a tree-hugger. But does he know, does he know himself? As a tree-hugger?
