Dreaming the Reality

Sooner than Soon

THOMAS

"Congratulations gladers! "

Dylan yelled over the loud music of the crowd while opening a bottle of beer.

"Easy dude, that's third already" says Ki Hong Lee, smiling crazily with his eyes completely shut. Asian.

I laughed at my two friends and take a sip with my beer. After we have completely finished shooting the Maze Runner, the crew decided to have a little celebration. Well, the crew deserves it. Dylan deserves it. He got the lead of course, after 6 months of working and now we're here! It's been a success to all of us.

"Come on Tommy, let's dance!" It's Dylan. Swaying his body and waving his hands with two bottle of beer.

"You're drunk dude!" I yelled and snickered.

"Do the guy a favor Sangster, he deserves it!" says Will who is sitting beside me.

I just shake my head and checked my phone for any messages. 10 messages. Nothing. Nothing from her. I shut it down in great disappointment.

Then someone put something on my head. Dylan. I reach for the thing and look at it. Guess what? A flower crown.

"Hey, what's this?" I asked Dy.

"The kids made tons of this for us, isn't it cute?"

Dylan put the flower crown on the top of his head and make a graceful spin.

The cast laugh at Dylan's stupidity, me on the other hand just smiled and check my phone again.

Then my head snap when Ki shouted.

"Someone's busy checking his phone!"

I glared at him

"Still waiting for her dude?" He asked

I just shrug.

"Seriously? It's been six months already."

"And mind you, you just met once" Dylan added

I groaned

This is not what I need right now. Of course they know about the Starbucks incident. How? I told them. I told them like a girl. Tsk.

"Do you even know her name?" Dylan asked.

My palm went straight into my forehead upon realizing that I don't even have the chance to get her name.

That's pretty dumb Sangster.

I take another gulp of my beer and turn to face him.

"Remind me that next time"

Dylan smiled and shake his head.

"You know dude. It's not your fault that you haven't get to see her. It's not your fault that you don't know her name." Then he take another gulp of his beer and continue speaking.

"You should blame fate for that"

I frown at him. Well, I don't understand a thing he said.

"What are you talking about?"

"Go find her" he said firmly

I was taken aback by what he said.

"What?"

He put his bottle on the nearby table and turn to me.

"Dude, it's obvious that you like her. Since that incident you've been different -- a good different. You smiled like never before, you like tomato and every day, every hour you go to Starbucks!" Dylan exaggerated