"Dear Sieg,
I can't believe it. You actually showed up! Still wearing that awesome smile like a banner on your face saying "I can get anyone I want". A heap of hope in me believes you are different. You're not like the other guy, aren't you? I had men in the past but they all just bored me but with you, it feels like there's always a promise of new adventure. I want that adventure. You like a lot of things that I want to try. Mountain climbing, biking, bungee jumping, sky diving, motocross, surfing, zip lining, plane driving, and snowboarding. Those things... those things are just part of my bucket list that I don't think I'll ever be capable of doing. Because I'm sick. And I'll never get better because I don't want to go to the hospital. I hate treatment. I hate those medications. I don't know if I'll ever get the chance to try the things you like to try. But with you and for you, I might be willing to take all the risk. There's really something special about you... something I can't tell and describe. You are cool, kind, nice, pleasant to the eye, honest, exciting, adventurous, and well... sexy. I don't know. The list of good things about you goes on and on and there's still not enough for me to properly address you. For two days, I've been wondering what would it be like if I can go with you to the places you said you've been and try those things with you? If tomorrow will be my last, I can die with a big smile on my face. I just love a man who loves adventure. Please take me with you. Please ask me out. Please push a little harder and convince me to do daring things with you. I would love that. Please don't break my heart. Please ask me tomorrow. Please.
Love,
Liz
How come she's not yet here? If this is a regular thing for her, she should be here at this time. She must come. I know there's only a slim chance for me to expect that she'll come around but I have high hopes that I'll see her today.
"Rico, do you know a Lucy Adams?", he's a bartender. He's been there for almost a decade and he knows almost everyone who goes in and out of the shop regularly.
"Oh, you mean Lucky Lucy? They call her that because everyone here knows her risky adventures but she always comes home in one piece. She fell unto a cliff last month but didn't get anything worst than a bad bruise in her thigh. So, if that's her, yeah! I know her. She must be coming if no accident comes her way." Rico is like a directory and he sure knows who I am referring to. Lucy is known and I've never notice her. How come I haven't seen her ever if we're sipping coffee in the same shop every day? And risky adventures? I've been into them, but I've never met a Lucy Adams in my escapades. Who is she? Who is this mystery woman?
"My name is Lucy. Lucy Adams. I think you probably know that already. And what else... what else can I tell you about me? Hmmmm.... Let me think... I'm recently single. Just broke up with my boyfriend. And no... it's over between us... I mean really over. I caught him cheating on me so definitely there is no coming back together. And I love doing risky adventures like mountain climbing, biking, bungee jumping, sky diving, motocross, surfing, zip lining, plane driving, and snowboarding, name it I've done it. Although I haven't try safari adventure. I heard it's fun. And... what do I do for a living? I'm a magazine columnist in Discovery. I'm being paid to go for adventurous escapades and... there so I'm usually free and sometimes I go for like a week somewhere to try new things and write about them. I'm always here because it's cozy here. I love writing my columns here at the coffee shop. And I'm the only child and my parents always want me around but I've decided to go alone because you know... it's really difficult to be chained by overly protective parents. You know what I'm saying? (noticed I was silently observing with my joint brows) Is this about what happened yesterday? Are you still mad about the coffee? I'm sorry. If you want I can treat you a cup or two... ", I was quiet the whole time since she started to open her mouth. I thought it wouldn't be over. "... so what is this really about, Sieg?"
"Since when have you been taking coffee here?", I can't think of a brighter question.
"Well that's an unusual question. Are you doing a research regarding coffee consumption in this area?", I shook my head to say "No" and my brows are still meeting in the middle with greater curiosity. "I started drinking my coffee here since I was in college. I ran away from home. I got nowhere to go so what... I took a part-time job here before and as a waitress at night so I can support myself in school. I don't want to depend on my parents and besides I left a note to them saying 'one day, I'll come home to show you that I can have a life on my own'. Harsh, huh? I'm not a rebel. I just got tired watching people around me deciding for my life. I want to show them that I can stand on my own. So, did I answer your question, Sieg?"
"More than what is needed. How old are you?", I pretended like I'm taking notes.
"27 turning 28 this May. But you know, people at that age don't celebrate birthday anymore. It's just another ordinary day passing by. I'm almost 30 and still haven't have anything I can say an achievement. Perhaps one day, I'll just marry a rich man and spend his money on luxurious things... hahahha... just kidding. I believe in love... If I'll meet a man who can go out with me and ride in my crazy adventures, I'd probably get myself hitched. I think there'd be a man like that... yeah... probably. A man who loves adventure.", and that sentence made me feel like I saw Liz saying it and I saw no one but Liz again telling me all these things. My hallucinations are getting worst. I don't know if I'm actually talking to Lucy or Liz and if the words are actually coming out from Lucy and I just thought it was Liz. "So how about you, Sieg, can I ask you something? Do you love adventure?"
