The Late Night Coffee Drinkers

Two is a Company

"I knew you'd be here" a familiar warm tone said, upon hearing this Francesca smiled. "Aren't you supposed to be sleeping early, it's Monday tomorrow" Millie sat beside with Fran, and she reached for her hand.

"John and I here spoke this afternoon, and I am preoccupied" the respect and warm friendship she had given her is priceless than getting paid to get laid.

"I'm not surprised you're not with that woman" Fran said, "we have more things in common. Not even surprised, Brexit is happening... I'm starting to understand the sentiments of my people. UK jobs for UK people".

John and I spoke about you, "putting up with her makes you a saint". Millie laughed, "no wonder men love you... you can listen, you can talk and I am glad we are friends I don't even need to pay you to listen to me". Francesca laughed "friends are priceless, unless they keep inviting you to pay for your meal then you're just their free psychiatrist but not a friend. What's worse is, if they camouflage much".

"Me and you, are not different" Millie's hugged Francesca. "I'm sorry Olivia treated you harshly, what do you expect from bad mouthed proletarians" Millie took some oat cookies in her bag and gave some to Fran. "I baked them", and their evening brew had just begun.

"You know I'm wondering what you and John spoke about to keep you awake" Francesca asked, ignoring a potential client choosing her friend indeed. Pretty much the same way Millie chose her over a seemingly good friend who feels like worse than 'Thanos'.

Millie took time, exhaling and inhaling "my boyfriend kept talking about wedding and marriage, and all I kept thinking I need a man to fuck. I want a last man to fuck... one, two three more times before I can think of I can even think to marry him" taking in three sips of hot chocolate.

"I wish I'm you sometimes, get paid and get laid" Millie took a sip of hot chocolate. "I wish I'm you, you get a man's love. Men talk to you about themselves and ask you about your life, ambitions and future. Me, they talk me about the latest number to try in bed. Even before becoming a woman, the women I encountered were similar" Francesca said.

The night is fast when people enjoy, it's two hours before closing. "What's with your boyfriend that you don't like?" Millie dreaded to answer, "he whines much, and speaking of he is coming to see me". She showed her his photo "don't worry about his looks. Worry about when he's starting to look too good because that'll mean he wants a man."

She looked at her, "it's always the case."

Francesca sighed "uncle fucker please, that's a way better problem then not getting laid at all. Olivia alert, hello!"

They laughed at chorus, "what's wrong with Jack? Do you not know how many women are dying to be loved let's not even look far" Millie laughed as she listened to Fran. "And love you and want to have something concrete with you". Hearing Francesca's words made her smile.

"Do you not realise there are women who had given up cocks for cakes" Francesca went on to her pep talk. "Let's not look far" quoting Fran.

"I am so happy we didn't choose venti and cakes like let's not look far" Millie's soul was uplifted by Francesca, they have a chemistry of a flat white... strong with sweetness.

"When is Jack coming? Let's go shopping in Bangkok before you see him" Francesca is eager enough to help her. "Oh and, I have a gift for you and John as a thank you".