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t a k e  a  s i p || c h a p t e r  f i v e

It dawned on Jisoo, that she'd never see Rosie again, and every time she thought that, she hated herself.

For the longest period of time together, not knowing who the person across the table, it killed her slowly. She never thought she'd actually see the day when one of them would break the cycle of the routine.

It had been two weeks since she'd seen Rosie. And she felt disappointed. Knowing that Rosie probably had no time to sit before her and take a sip of the coffee Jisoo always bought her.

Jisoo liked Rosie. Jisoo simply liked her presence and her caramel eyes and sparkling orbs. Jisoo missed her presence and silence.

And in the morning Jisoo felt her heart sink when she ordered one cup of coffee. One for her.

And as she sat by the window, she set her warm coffee on the table, along with her newspaper.

Looking out the window. Wondering where Rosie was.

But somehow towards the afternoon, the entire week,  grey and drab, the unexpected happened.

As she walked down to turn the corner towards the avenue, little did she know Rosie was on the other side of the street turning her heels just as Jisoo did.

Red eyes from staying up too late and blurry vision; senses too weak to think, collided.

And as they turned the corridor, Jisoo's hand quickly settled on her shoulders as they walked right into each other, both in shock and abruptly apologizing to each other.

"Are you alright?"-Jisoo asked, hoping she didn't caused much harm.

"I'm so sorry. Yes I'm fine. I'm so very-"

She sniffled, her nose feeling clogged. But she stopped sniffling when she looked up to see her.

"Oh."-she suppressed a weak smile, her voice light like a leaf.

"Hello."-Jisoo smiled back, weak as well.

She wondered where her beautiful smile fled to at the moment.

"Are you okay?"-she asked.

Rosie looked at the grey clouds. Slowly, very slowly they started clearing, revealing the blue sky one drift at a time.

She sniffled scrunching her nose and staring at the sky.

"No."-she said, looking back at Jisoo.

The tears of an ocean rushing down her damp, pink cheeks.

And then she lost it. She needed that someone to be there for her, the nights  she asked for someone to tell her it's going to be okay.

"I didn't mean to cost you trouble."

Rosie's hands felt taut and strained, beneath her coat.

As she was stepping aside to past Jisoo, Jisoo stopped her with the warmth of four words that rolled off Jisoo's tongue.

"I can help you."