Mr Edgar was pushed inside the cafe by a smiling person. He was wearing an office suit with a tough-looking suitcase. Mr Edgar, on the other hand, with his shameful eyes looked everywhere except at me, and was pushed, pushed, pushed and pushed towards the counter. This smiling male placed his order of Americano and left Mr Edgar there and sat at the nearest table to the counter of the cafe.
Go..good morning,... Mr Moose
Morning.
wh..what happened yesterday was not meant to happen, the buns...o... I forgot to..... I forgot them, I really did and ....uh...Why is the whole cafe is all ears today?
Mr Edgar, you came back for the buns only?
The smiling gentleman who was happily enjoying his time when he choked on his Americano, and Mr Edgar looked up rather shocked.
I came here for coffee??? NO Huh??
Mr Edgar, please pick one.
plan B
plan B
plan B
plan B
plan B plan B
plan B YES
I came here for you, Mr Moose
With that, Mr Edgar slammed the counter with another letter and ran away along with his smiling friend. While he did, he announced loudly in a nearby customer's ear.
I'll be waiting in front of the opera house, Mr Moose.
I looked into the letter content, and my cheeks are now burning.
...............................................
Mr Edgar
My throat is dry from running. I said it. What if he doesn't come and he doesn't like it? What if I can't go back to the cafe ever again? Our friendship, will it be over as well? What did I do?
These worse feelings and emotions are coming back to me. They are the same, and the only reason why I couldn't ever confess my whole life. Fears of losing something I don't even have. What if he doesn't come to the opera?
What are you thinking?
Chris?
AAAAAAAAAAAAy, your negative thinking strikes again, huh? Have you lost your mind? Go and get ready. We did what we could; now go and see him, he might be waiting there as well.
What...if he...
Shut...up....Mr....Edgar...go and see yourself, face it. Just don't sit here and decide by yourself how he feels. he is a human and a person with all kinds of emotions, so just don't judge his mind and feelings by yourself.
let the time unwind the knots of future troubles for you, hmm?
Yeah, I should courage up.
Okay now....don't forget anything and oh.... the flowers and go get ready, hurry up, you have to meet at eight. It's already six.
6:00
6:30
7:00
7:30
7:45
7:48
I came way too early than he said, he said to be in front of the opera house. I remember the time in the letter. I should wait some more.
After some time, my sight stretched a bit and I saw a man in his mid-thirties running towards me, with a bouquet of different flowers and roses in one hand and his own coat in the other.
welcome? Mr Edgar...
I didn't know which one you'd like...uh, you came so early.
uhh... the opera is at the back of the cafe, only two blocks away. I walked here after work.
Mr Edgar forgot everything he had practised so far. The smooth conversation he had in his mind was long gone. he just stood there.
Are these for me?
uh.. yes yes, please... I hope you like them.
Thank you.
uhhh.... will you come with me, Mr Moose?
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