A Chance.

       He is that kind of introvert, one that wasted his cum-laude passing grade on a standard paying job. Missing his chances on being in front of the computer all day long and hearing all those swore words on the phone. Being shouted and intimidated for deadline and still keeping all the hatred and anger overwhelming inside him all by himself. And in the afternoon, going back home to his small flat wishing for any chances not to be noticed by the landlady and her unending terror of 3 months late payment. Has always been this way for every next day of his life.
        It was an another after hours on friday and as usual he sat on the corner of the coffee shop, ordered a glass of cappucino and stared outside the window. The only time he could enjoy, an escape for 7 days of stressful life.
       "Hey, mind i sit here?! the place is crowded...i couldn't find any table at the moment." said a blonde woman with a red sweater and a bag rounded over her shoulder to her waist.
       "Hmm...ok." he replied.
       "Thanks!"
       She put off her sweater, sat opposing him, called the waitress and ordered a hot tea.
       "Another heavy rain this week, ha?!"
       "Hmmm..."
       "So unpredictable, isn't it?" she replied.
       He glanced at her. "Simple and attractive." he thought.
       "By the way..i'm Lo,..Lois"
       "Jamie."
       "A coffee routine?" she asked.
       "Ya, kinda.."
       "An escape for a stressing work hours?"
       "A great escape for stressing life actually!....hahaha"
     
        They talked for long, leaving all the awkwardness behind. Soon her smile distracted his mind for a while far from his numb world. She appeared to be an independent woman. Worked 28 hours a week as a piano teacher, who paid her full music major tuition fee and fulfilled her daily needs all by herself. Leaving her parents miles away backhome in search for a better path to chase her dream to be a solo concert piano player.
        Hours passed. A Long chat had brought them laugh, empty glasses and subsided rain. She glanced at her watch then stared outside the window for a moment.
       "I gotta go now!" she said
       "By the way nice to meet you Jamie!"
       "My pleasure,..haha."he replied.
       She left some dollars on the table as lifted her bag again and walked away from the table.
       "I forget something..."he thought
       "Oo...number!"
       He turned his sight to the door, looking for that face again, but the only thing that he found was her shadows faded away with the swing of the door.
       "What a missed Jamie..."he thought as laughing inside.
       He went home to his apartment and slept well that night. Friday of the week after and every next friday he still do his coffee routine as usual and sometimes when it rains, he just stared outside the window hoping for any chances the raindrops will bring her smile once again (The man who can't be moved.)



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