A Café story….

There was a guy sitting in a café
With an important agenda for the day
As it was clear in his anxious ways
Waiting for someone, more dearer
Seldom looking in his phone, maybe she was late
Took a deep breath to put a normal face
Helpless to stop his feet tapping
Eagerness in his eyes and moving lips
May be self-talking before he spill the beans
A waiter standing beside him with his reluctance
To ask third time, what would he like to eat?
A girl sitting on an adjacent bench
Her hair tied up with a pen
Hand on her head to rest
And other holding a book she read
Relishing the pleasant aroma of coffee steams
Hitting her nose like a soothing wind
With cross eyes and a smug smile
She saw his obvious curiousness
Took a tissue and wrote a note
As her hair felt down like a rain drop
Falling in a rhythm, covering her side face
As it was about time to solve this curious case
Handed over note to a waiter
Pointing towards the anxious guy
After a while,
Excited waiter with a proud smile
Gave her a thumbs up sign
She had a glance at him
As he was busy reading
Upon finishing
Held note on his chest with a relief
I guess Beans were spilled
As he looked around for her
There she was
With deep breath and smile on his face
He blinked
Tying her hair back up again with a pen
She winked

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