location: starbucks
they both had the best seats in the place. its a weekday and a new mall, so you wouldnt quite expect as any people coming in to this place. there are a few other regular drinkers in the place. just like the rest, they ignored the people around them. they had all the time and space to themselves. they're in a world of their own.
a world just the two of them.
he had his notebook opened. she had her books laid out on the coffee table. and a hot drink between them. its always nicer to share with your loved ones, somehow it taste nicer. like every couple, they we in love. really in love. i assume so cuz for one, he couldnt keep his eyes from her and the way he touches her. she was trying, really trying, to concentrate on her studies but hands are interlocked with his. he's staring straight to her beautiful face while she's trying look straight to her books and controlling from smiling.
he had his notebook opened. she had her books laid out on the coffee table. and a hot drink between them. its always nicer to share with your loved ones, somehow it taste nicer. like every couple, they we in love. really in love. i assume so cuz for one, he couldnt keep his eyes from her and the way he touches her. she was trying, really trying, to concentrate on her studies but hands are interlocked with his. he's staring straight to her beautiful face while she's trying look straight to her books and controlling from smiling.
they are really in love.
whilst trying to concentrate at her work, they whisper to each other, trying to keep the conversation very private and confidential.
they are anyhow in a world of themselves.
he must have said something. she must have heard it otherwise.
he must have really meant what he said but she took it as a joke.
he got really upset, she wasnt taking it serious.
he sulked, she was laughing.
he sulked, she kept quiet.
she knew something went wrong.
now both of them arent talking to each other. their face were looking straight to space.
no more smiles.
cold silent treatment is agonizing.
even though in the midst of their silence, they were still looking at each other. Only this time they're stealing looks from the corner of their eyes. she wanted to talk to him but retreats back to silence. he was looking at what she was doing but still, didnt want to talk. he sat opposite from her and read the papers. she saw the empty seat thats now beside her and his eyes were glued to the papers. he closes his notebook, packs his cables and notes. she looked at everything he was doing but didnt want to do anything to stop him. i'm sure she wanted to but somehow, didnt want to give in. and somehow, i'm sure he wished she did that too.
silence and coldness was in the air.
'hi miss, would you like to try our new blueberry muffin. please let us know what you think about it. thank you!' the barister gives a sample to her and to him. they looked at the barister and as soon as she leaves, they looked at each other. they ate it and looked at each other. he talked first. they were both prolly talking a one-liner to each other. couldnt tell what they were talking but he was still packing his stuffs. she gives up and packs her stuffs too and his face were stunned to what she was doing. they both had their things packed.
they were ready to go in anger.
the old lady from the next table were ready to take their cushion seats but they werent leaving yet. he talked to her more and hold her hands from going. they were getting closer to each other. he hugged her and held hands. the affection for each other were just to great to be contained. he sat down again with his things and she walked away. poor lady had to get back sitting on the hard chair cuz she knew they werent going yet.
she came back with the blueberry muffin.
cold silent treatment is agonizing.
even though in the midst of their silence, they were still looking at each other. Only this time they're stealing looks from the corner of their eyes. she wanted to talk to him but retreats back to silence. he was looking at what she was doing but still, didnt want to talk. he sat opposite from her and read the papers. she saw the empty seat thats now beside her and his eyes were glued to the papers. he closes his notebook, packs his cables and notes. she looked at everything he was doing but didnt want to do anything to stop him. i'm sure she wanted to but somehow, didnt want to give in. and somehow, i'm sure he wished she did that too.
silence and coldness was in the air.
'hi miss, would you like to try our new blueberry muffin. please let us know what you think about it. thank you!' the barister gives a sample to her and to him. they looked at the barister and as soon as she leaves, they looked at each other. they ate it and looked at each other. he talked first. they were both prolly talking a one-liner to each other. couldnt tell what they were talking but he was still packing his stuffs. she gives up and packs her stuffs too and his face were stunned to what she was doing. they both had their things packed.
they were ready to go in anger.
the old lady from the next table were ready to take their cushion seats but they werent leaving yet. he talked to her more and hold her hands from going. they were getting closer to each other. he hugged her and held hands. the affection for each other were just to great to be contained. he sat down again with his things and she walked away. poor lady had to get back sitting on the hard chair cuz she knew they werent going yet.
she came back with the blueberry muffin.
**coffeexified**
sometimes, its really nice to just observed the people around you.
sometimes, you've gotta realised you're being observed.
sometimes, i've just gotta learn to give it a chance.
sometimes, its amazing what blueberry muffin can do.
=)
