She was drinking a cup of coffee in the raining weather like this. Some little drops of water fell on her shirt. People lied down in the smell of a pancake from a house two little girls and their grandma. The smell from candles and books triggered her. She thought about life. A waterfall of thoughts just passed by and by. She heard the rain drops. One. Two. One. Two. She dived herself in dreams again, all again.
Life was so simple.
Sun comes up and down, days pass through days, nights pass through nights, and the seasons blow the light and rainbows to the sky.
She is just lazy, she thought.
Lastly, she closed her eyes, and the wooden smell from the page of her book about Coffee was mixed with the sound of the birds chirping for their children.
The rain stopped.
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Drinking a cup of Coffee
RomancePlease ignore it. These are some random moments and feelings that I write for myself. Besides, I'm not writing it chronologically, so you guys may not understand what the story is. Generally, there was a girl fell in love with a boy stereotypically...
