Eleven

"Who are you?" Kristen asked as she made steady steps towards him not minding he had his hands in the air.

The question did not come out right for Frederick, for a moment he was lost on why she would ask that question.

Does it mean she did not recognize him as the guy from last night? He was disappointed.

"I am…."

He could not even form a word because of the vicious look on her face, she looked like she would murder him any moment.

"You are who, if you don't say who you are, I bet you, you wouldn't like my actions right now so who the hell are you?"

She yelled, still approaching him as he also moved backwards.

"I am Frederick"

"Frederick?"

She scoffed,

"How does being Frederick explain who you are?"

Frederick was not finding the show funny anymore,

"Frederick from last night," he said suddenly and she halted in her tracks with an unimaginable smile creeping across her face,

"Oh, you are that guy?"

She shyly asked and looked up at him,

"Pardon my manners. I am not used to people snea