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They.
"I've always hated stories that had coffeehouses as the main
background to the entire story." Ryo said as he sipped his
coffee by the fake gas fire in the plaster-made fireplace.
"Why?"
"Because they always seemed to make it seem as if that's the
only place people actually talked to each other." He chuckled.
"The characters would only stay in this little place and not
even think of moving around or anything. They would just sit
there, talk to each other, and pretend the world didn't exist
and they were both the only things going on in the world."
"But isn't that what it seemed when people spoke to each other?"
"I don't know." The coffee tasted weird, as if the beans had
been roasted too much and the flavors burned away with a bitter
taste. "Maybe they do, but I'm sure they're thinking of other
things too, you know? I mean, the human mind can hold seven
thoughts at the same time, so I'm sure they're thinking of
something else even though they're thinking about what to say
next in the conversation."
She was looking outside, at the rain, the cascade-like sliding
of the rain drops on the coffeeshop's window. The lighting made
her seem older, as if creating invisible wrinkles on her still
young face. Her blue eye looked beautiful when blended with the
dark outside night as a background.
"You know what I'm gonna miss the most?" She asked as if it was
the perfect reply to whatever he said beforehand. "These
conversations that lead nowhere." A soft and short giggle
escaped her lips.
"Yeah, our conversations usually don't, huh?" Ryo smiled at this
observation, the rain was still pouring outside, although it was
silent because of the window pane separating them from it.
"But that's what I love about it, the aimless wanderings and the
questioning of anything that we wonder about. I love it when
we're just killing time like this."
"You don't make it sound like that though."
"That's only because I don't really know how to really express
it."
"Is it really that hard to express?"
"Yeah." Pause. "Because I really can't put it into words, these
moments makes me feel kinda... Indescribable in the inside, you
know? A feeling that's I can't really describe properly with
words."
"It doesn't have to always be with words, right?" The coffee
needed more cream and sugar, that's what Ryo decided, but he
didn't really feel like getting up and grabbing some from the
counter. The trip would probably kill the conversation they had
going on right now, an interruption that breaks the pace and
smoothness of the steam ride.
And that was when she just jumped on him and hugged him. Really
hard. Almost to the extend of choking him, as if afraid to let
go, as afraid to lose him.
Ryo was surprised, shocked, intrigued, pleased, happy,
nostalgic, and sad inside, all these feeling stirring up and
breaking out of him. He didn't know how to say anything, he
didn't know how to react, it was just a moment of stillness in
where everything seemed to have slowed down, stood still, and
taken a frame picture of the both of them. He almost felt the
tears rolling down his eyes, swelling up, and crying to be let
go.
A soft pop music was echoing in the background, Ryo couldn't
make out the lyrics sang by the female vocalist. The song
whispered quietly throughout the place, roaming and keeping
company.
"This is how I feel." She whispered. "This feeling inside that I
can't seem to describe with words."
Still shocked, Ryo was quiet for a while. The soft song tried to
fill in his void, but couldn't even fill it halfway up.
"I wouldn't know how to, either." He finally hug back, when his
arms finally regained their consciousness, and wanted to feel
the warmth that she radiated inside.
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