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I walk into the coffee house and the little the door makes as i hope the door is like music to my ears. The smell of coffee brewing, the chatter, and typing of students filled the coffee house.It looked old, the coffee house i mean, but it looked cosy old.
"what may I help you with?" the barrister asked as he brought me back to the real world. "yeh, I would like a black coffee and a bagel" I smiled, "thats a plain order" he teased.
"well Niel" i read his name from his name tag, "I didnt think a pretty boy like you should work too hard" i winked.
"are you trying to flirt with me?"
"is it working?" I ask as i watch im make my coffee.
"A little" he smiles"here is my number" I see write his number on my coffee cup.
"I will call you sometime" I reply, as I grab my bagel and leave the line of people I had created.
I roam around the the streets not knowing where i am going, i should have probally asked Eliot for a map or something or i could get a smart phone like the rest of the world. I couldnt do that, i might be the only person with a flip phone but im pretty sure im what the kids call grunge.
I really need to make more friends, i snap out of thoughts as i enter the old book store tha reads "Harry's Books".
"I've heard about this place and about the diaries and old poem books or random people"
"We also have published books too" so one say from under the counter, " and i said that out loud" I reply to the the odd voice.
"yes you did" the voice comes up from behind the counter and i can put a face to the voice. What a beauty, his love curly hair is put into a bun and his beautiful light brown eyes sparkle behind his glasses. He is wearing a plain tee, and im pretty sure it see through if water spill on it.
"so what can i do you for?"
"Im looking for a poem book by william wordsworth"
"oh, i could try to find one" his eyes scruch up as he replies.
" I could come back at 1 pm"
It's short but I like it and still sticking with it.-F
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And she leaves
FanfictionNomad Alex has been everywhere and also no where at the same time. She has plenty of stories to tell but are they worth telling ? This is what happens when a nomad meets a book store owner.
