Cold Coffee

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Whats up?...

...the sky...sorry

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Friday

I wake open my heavy eyes, still recovering from last nights stalking sessions. I check the time in panic then come to realisation of the joy of Christmas break. Sighing with relief, I throw on my fluffy pastel pink robe and make my way downstairs in search of some pain killers for my pounding headache.

I reach up high and grab what i need from the medical cupboard. I collect all the nessecary items i need for my breakfast. I gently pour some syrup over my pancakes and enjoy the sweet sensation dancing on my tastebuds.

I take a one last look at my outfit. My burghandy skater skirt with my grey sweater and my black chelsea boots. I grab my bag, my keys and my phone and lock the door as I leave my apartment.

Im half way listening to 'The 1975 Settle down' as I walk into town when i feel a vibration in my grey bag. I take the call. "Hey Caitlin"

"Anna! I've been sitting in starbucks for the past 20minutes! Hurry the fuck up!"

"Im on my way, calm down" I giggle. I end the call and make my way towards starbucks.

I order a decaff caramel frappachino, even though its winter. I take a glance around the busy coffee shop in search for Caitlin and spot her short blonde locks. I grab my frappachino and walk to the table in the bottom right corner. "Hey Cait" I slighty giggle at her responding expression.

"Jesus, I thought you were some creep"

"Oh, you mean like dean?" I giggle.

"Oh shut up! He's not that bad!" Caitlin exclaims.

"He followed you home...twice!"

"shut up and drink your coffee" she mumbles

"Its decaff" I state as I take a sip of the cold, sweet, creamy mixture. She stares at me warningly before she spills her mocha and I bascically laugh untill my tongue rolls off.

We were a mess of laughter and annoyance when I felt a light tap on my shoulder.