The Late Night Coffee Drinkers

The View

In the bitching view of 38D overlooking the city sleeping and waking is the only thing that keeps John happy, until it lasts.

Always in his thoughts is Millie, the person who accepted him the way he is. He did some phone calls in the Hong Kong office about a possible mergers, the biggest in insurance history. Without thinking twice, she called Millie and came to his flat.

"Would you want to go to Hong Kong to interview Mr Lawrence Derramore, the CFO of the company" there's something trustworthy with journalists who aren't wealthy and money obsessed... they keep information carefully curated.

"I heard of him, yes thank you" Millie said. "We'll fly together" John said. "Why are you doing this" Millie had no question about John's intention. "I want to help you" he knew the problems of every Western older millennial: student loans - tick, graduating during 2008 recession - tick, degrees outdated after recession - tick and in between the well to do 1970s born and savvy newbies 1990s to 2000s born - tick.

"By the way, I have a spare room. Get you out of that dump of a neighbourhood" John was being generous, for nothing is more priceless and humbling than truthfulness.

"Again... why" she asked. "Every girl wants a gay bff. Besides Francesca is right, who am I going to get here? Everyone is not really in our league".

Millie smiled, "I'll pay for the bills and I'll do the cooking" she smiled.

"Francesca and I will help you carry your things" Francesca came out of the spare room clearing some things and cleaning.

"John made me read the article, thank you for being our voice". Francesca losing her falsetto to her happy tears. "I don't know how many, or if there are any who will read the article. But I just want you to be happy".

Francesca hugged Millie, "uncle fucker" she whispered. "Every time you say that to me... it turns me on." Francesca smiled "good, it's a good sign. You'll never be an old hag, because if I can turn you on... very sure a man can".

"Where do we hang out" John asked, "the usual" Fran and Millie said in a chorus. John frowned "what if Olivia will be there". Millie laughed "you're afraid of a flake? The person who hates meat but ate most of my meat lover pizza, sure she's sincere".

Francesca couldn't agree more, "that's true. I'm more afraid of you guys paying a lot on extortionist of a monopolistic electric company".

John laughed, astonished with Francesca's new words and literary expressions "I'm teaching her English" Millie smiled.

"The usual it is" John turned off the air conditioning unit, and the three headed at their usual cafe.