She was sat in the corner. Reading some book about unfulfilled dreams, crying as she turned the pages.
I had already ordered my coffee. I didn't really want one but the boy behind the counter was looking for something to do. She wasn't drinking anything but if she were it would've been a hot chocolate, I thought.
The light was unremarkable at this time and did nothing to highlight her face. I had made eye contact with it three times now. She didn't move. Except to itch her leg. About seven minutes ago.
My coffee arrived; taking the boy surprisingly long to produce, considering he had nothing else to do. A short conversation ensued. The boy was a student, his job here had been taken to fund his studies. He liked the same music as me.
The girl stood up. And left.

She was sat in the corner. Reading some book about unfulfilled dreams, crying as she turned the pages.
I had already ordered my coffee. I didn't really want one but the boy behind the counter was looking for something to do. She wasn't drinking anything but if she were it would've been a hot chocolate, I thought.
The light was unremarkable at this time and did nothing to highlight her face. I had made eye contact with it three times now. She didn't move. Except to itch her leg. About seven minutes ago.
My coffee arrived; taking the boy surprisingly long to produce, considering he had nothing else to do. A short conversation ensued. The boy was a student, his job here had been taken to fund his studies. He liked the same music as me.
The girl stood up. And left.