Coffee Time
I really had no idea where this relationship was going. One minute she was all over me, the next skipping back to her boyfriend, my ex-best friend.I skidded to a halt on my skateboard, flipping it up into my hand. I pushed through the door of the local coffee shop, defintley needing some mojo before I finished my ride.
I had no idea what was in store for me. I was just minding my business, buying my coffee like I do every other day. I heard a familier giggle, and turned to see a couple getting it on in the corner. I payed for my coffee, but my eyes kept switching over to the hot ‘n’ heavy couple. I guess I’m pretty slow sometimes, but it finally hit me where I knew that giggle from. I stomped over to the corner, clearing my throat loudly. She didn’t even look up, but the guy’s eyes slid slightly over me. Without giving my snail brain a chance to process everything, I threw my coffee at them. “Mmmmm, hot,” she mummered, kissing his cheek. Finally she looked up at me and smiled.
“We still on for tomorrow?”