posted on Apr, 1 2006 @ 01:39 PM
It's about the middle of the afternoon now...
Traffic was picking up and the noise of car's horns and people talking could be heard emanating from the streets and outside. A world that keeps
revolving, keeps moving no matter what happens on it. Same goes with the people, for the most part no matter happens people keep going on. No need to
stop, why should they? It's not a perfect world, they should make the best of it.
"It's really noisy outside, it always has been."
"Yup, that's what midday traffic will do, so Cat, what you gonna do tomorrow?"
"I don't know yet, I'll take one day at a time, one step at a time, there really is no need to rush anything else anymore."
"Hmm, yeah. I'm going back to base next week. My time here is up."
"Sorry to hear that, it would be good if you could stay a bit longer."
"I'd love to stay, but I can't."
John puts his arms up and yawns.
"Gosh, I'm getting tired, I should go rest or something. I just want my damn pancakes."
Then the waitress came back with the pancakes, the holy-forbidden pancakes that one must gasp at it's presence. Elegance beauty in food.
He looked up the waitress.
"No problem, can I get you anything else?"
"No, check would be fine."
The waitress walked away, John looked at his plate.
"... Syrup, I need syrup. Cha-ching, there we go."
John attacks his pancakes with syrup, drowning them with the sweetener.
He looked back up to Catherine. She was looking outside the window pane again, her coffee was untouched.
"What can possibly be out there that has your eye?"
"Oh, nothing really, just watching life go by. That's all."
"You have your own life to worry about. So how about worrying about it?"
"Gee, been an ass much lately?"
They both smile. They've been friends for years, even before she met Jonas. They have their own brand of humor.
"For your information I have, that's the way things are, don't like it? Too bad, live with it."
He takes a sip of his soda, then stops.
"Wait... where did I get this soda?"
"Uhh, you ordered it?"
"Is that so..."
He takes another sip.
"Yup, I ordered it."
He slices up the pancakes and starts eating the pieces.
"I really don't feel much like coffee right now."
"It's alright, you don't have to drink it."
The waitress comes back and puts their check on the table and walks away.
John looks at it, takes out his wallet, and puts the money on the table.
"Don't worry about the coffee."
"I wasn't going to, you've always paid for me."
"That's what friends are for... Right?"
She smiled. Ice was melting.
"I'll finish up here and then I'll drive you home."
"That'll be fine..."
To be continued...