“I lost her, I can’t believe that I lost her” He muttered under his breath, weaving his way through the crowd of the busy mall. Half of him wanted to call out her name like he usually did but thought better of it. Wouldn’t want to draw attention to myself. He thought. The young man then continued his quest of searching for his girlfriend. He looked in the shops that they have been to, thinking that she might be in one of them. After about 30 minutes in each, he came out more worried than ever before.
“Where in the name of William Shakespeare is she?” He muttered, his eyes scanning the part of the mall that he was in, hoping to catch a glimpse of his lady love in the sea of people. Just then, he caught a glimpse of dark brown hair from the corner of his eye. He whirled around seconds after, thinking that he finally found her. Picking up his pace, he all but ran toward it, hope and happiness running through his veins. When he caught up, he touched her on the shoulder while calling out her name. Though his smile quickly faded when the person that turned around isn’t the one that he was looking for. Mumbling a quick apology, he decided to get help instead of wandering around the mall like a deranged person.
“Hi, excuse me, Mr. Security Guard! Can you help me please?” He called out when he saw a uniformed guard walking past on his hourly patrol. “What do you need help with, son?” The guard asked. “I was shopping with my girlfriend and she said that she had to go to another store to get something and said she’ll be right back,” The young man explained. “I waited for her outside the store but she never came. I looked for her everywhere but couldn’t find her.” He finished, on the verge of tears.
“Okay, tell me her name and I’ll see if any of my co-workers have seen her.” Relieved, the young man told the security guard the name of his girlfriend and the guard froze for a second. “Wait, your girlfriend’s name is Juliet Capulet? As in THE Juliet Capulet?” The young man nodded, confused as to why the security guard is so shocked to hear his girlfriend’s name. “Does that make you Romeo Montague?” Romeo blinked owlishly at the guard before nodding in the affirmative.
Still overcome with shock, the security guard reached for his walkie-talkie and got in touch with his co-worker, telling him to keep an eye out for a young woman with dark brown hair by the name of Juliet Capulet. He then told Romeo to wait where he is in case Juliet shows up. Romeo thanked the guard as the latter went on his way. “Oh, Juliet, Juliet,” Romeo muttered. “Wherefore art thou, Juliet?”