I shrugged off my constant thoughts about the girl in Starbucks and decided to go over my little brother Mike's house. He's just 3 years younger than myself. After a 10 minute walk down the street I came across his little flat. When I say little, I really mean little. It was an attic conversion and it wasn't even a real flat, just a small bedsit. It literally had two rooms; a small bathroom and another room used as a kitchen, living room, bedroom and dining room. In one corner of the room was his double bed, with a TV right in front of it. Next to the bed only about 2 feet away was two kitchen counters, a fridge and a small stove. There wasn't even a kitchen sink, he had to wash dishes in the bathroom. He was only 19, he loved his little flat because he was out of our parents house. I knocked on the door and stood there for about 5 minutes while I waited for him to open the door. It was fairly dark inside because there were no lights on and his curtains were closed. I could also see the room was slightly filled with smoke and there was a small figure laying in his bed. His girlfriend. She was all tatted up, filled with piercings, and clearly covering herself with the duvet in such a way to show off the fact she was naked and wanted me to get out so my brother and herself could get back to business'. I waved with a smirk "Hi Alissa," then I began to fill my brother in on the events earlier that morning. He laughed a lot and after about an hour, I could see how pissed off Alissa was getting so I decided it was time to leave. I could spend days at my brothers if it wasn't for Alissa. Time for another coffee. I left my brothers flat and strolled down the street to the nearest cafe. I had my laptop with me so I thought I'd work on some things while I was there. I spotted a table close to the window but in the corner so I was fairly isolated from every, that way I wouldn't get distracted by other people's conversations and I could concentrate on my work. I went and ordered my coffee and when given it, quickly started walking over to my solitary seat. I felt my phone begin to vibrate in my pocket so I cleverly placed my coffee on my laptop and took my phone out, paying more attention to the fact my boss was calling instead of the fact my laptop was tipping, and the coffee was sliding off. The coffee fell right onto a girls lap, causing her to scream and jump up. She looked like she was in quite a bit of pain but also had a very aggressive look on her face. I stared at her, not exactly wanting to rub her crotch to get rid of some of the coffee. Understandably, she began yelling at me. I couldn't stop looking at her eyes. I didn't pay attention to anything she was saying. Her eyes were beautifully intense in an incredible, breath taking way.
