It was the end of the day and I was hanging out in the usual place I always do , at a small café five minutes away from the university. It's quite nice, it gives you that artsy feel. It warm and cozy like a nice pair of comforting arms wrapped around you. The walls are made of different shapes and each shape is a different shade or tint of brown. There's also a two spiral staircases that are made of a dark chocolate wood. The loft is like a mini library, with a few tall book cases,that matches the staircases. There's also a huge window towards the back, with a beautiful view of the town with the mountains In the background.It's all quite abstract, it's wonderful.
I come here a lot, like every day so I can do art. It's my drug. it so addictive to just paint my worries away while smelling the bitter sweet smell of coffee, and hearing the light murres of people chatting back and forth. All the employees know me and I know them.
Today though I was just sitting at one of the tables by a foggy window, sipping my coffee in deep thoughts. I just let my mind wander here and there, just spacing off. I almost didn't notice a curtain brown haired boy take a set in front of me.
"Hello, nice to see you again"! He says excited "Oh, now what was your name again hmmm.... Oh! I know mr. Trying to pay attention" he smirked with a sassy voice.
"Oh wow, I can't believe that the one and only Dan remembered little old me" I fluttered my eyelashes.
"Well it hard to forget a pretty face like yours" he winked
I started to turn a bright red but I tried to play it cool.
"Wow that's the most cheeses thing I ever heard, and I don't like cheese sooo, I'm going to go" I say as I get up to leave
"See you later cupcake" he yells as I'm exciting the door but I keep going and don't look back.
Why did he call me cupcake. I took me a second when I finely realized I'm wearing my t-shirt with like a thousand cupcakes on it. It's one of my favorite. God he's cute. I would have loved to stay and chat to get to know him better, but I just don't have time. I can't be in any relationships with anyone I barely can keep tracks and maintain current relationships with my friends and family I have now. I just simply can meet any one new.
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After leaving the café I just walked around town. It was such a nice day, it was warm but not two cold just perfect. I made my way to a old park that doesn't seem to be used anymore. So I took it a pond myself to explore. There's a lot of trees, they look like skyscrapers. The park isn't very opened, but there's a tall silver slide with wooden ladders, there's also some benches. Then up on a large hill there are swings, I walked up there and took a seat on one of the swings.
"Wow" I mumble to my self. The view was beautiful. The sky was a blend of light pinks and oranges with a hint of blue. The sun was setting behind the mountain range and you could see the full moon but faintly. The clouds looked like messy brush strokes in the sky. It looks so surreal, nothing like I have seen in my life. Mother Nature is the greatest artist I know in this world. I think I found a new place to escape from reality.
I sat there and watched as all the pinks and oranges faded into a deep blue almost a black, then slowly speckle with bright white stars. After watching the stars for a while I decided it's time for me to get home. Maybe I'll come back and watch the stars for a little longer next time.
I took a cab, I was to tired to walk all the way home plus it's too far. It was pretty late it was almost twelve, God does time fly. I fell asleep in the cab I dint realize how tired I really was.
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When I got to the apartment complex it was almost one, My goodness. When I get to the elevator it had a big yellow sign with red bolded words "OUT Of ORDER "
"Great" I whispered yelled. I walked over to the old rusty stairs- I didn't really feel like walking up them, I lived on the third floor. I kinda just stood there for a few minutes. I finally worked up the motivation to walk up them, but I took my sweet damn time. By the time I got to the door it was about 1:47. Dang did that really take my a little over a half an hour to get up those stairs, I am slow as hell. When I got in side I was bombarded by Chris. Oh yeah, I forgot to mention that Chris is my roommate. We moved in together a few months after we met in university.
"Were the hell have you been!!!"
"I...um..was-" I started but was interrupted.
"It's like..." He paused to look at the clock on the wall " almost two in the morning...what were you even doing "he says with exaggerated hand movements. Ha typical Chris.
"Well firstly, I'm a grown man and can do what I want when I want, secondly I was just walking around thinking about stuff, nothing bad promise " I said laughing at him and his worried expression.
" sorry for being a good friend and making sure your ok, I was worried " he said crossing his arms
"It's fine Chris, thanks for being a good friend."
"You bet I'm a good friend, I'm the number one friend in the world, you even got me a mug that says it for my birthday "
"Yah yah, what ever floats your boat"I say shaking my head a little. " I really would want to chat..." I pause to let out a little yawn "but I'm a bit tired, I going to head off to bed"
"Fine fine, we'll talk about this in the morning, good night Phil"
"Night Chris ".
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A/n- I'm quite proud of this chapter, I really like it. I hope you liked it too.
Have a good day/night everyone:)
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FanficWere Phil wants to be an artist, but his parents want him to be an accountant. So Phil decided to do what they say. But he meet a certain brown hair boy. Will Phil finally stand up to his parents or will he continued following his parents demands. I...
