Flashlight Sequence

Coffee

The news came to Henry while he was sitting at his favourite table at the terrace, waiting for his coffee to cool down.

Maria sat down next to him, her usual smile replaced with a sad imitation of one. The corners of her eyes are tinged red. She stayed silent for a few minute.

He got a bad feeling about this.

" Anne died. "

Henry stared at her, not quite understanding the word following the name.
He should be saying something, right now.

" She .... The recon team found her ...,"

Something.

" At the park, and .... "

Right. He should be saying something.
Instead of hearing the woman's words, all he was hearing is Anne's voice from last week.

" AHA! "

Cue him almost spurting his coffee to the pantry floor." Wha - for cripes sake, woman! What? "

The girl smirks, doing a peace sign with her right hand.
" So you are drinking the coffee i gave you," She grinned.

Henry rolled his eyes. " Oh, wipe that grin off your face. It's not because you told me to, i just needed a change of taste. "

" Oh, what did you just say? All i hear is," She mussed up her hair, and did a horrible posh accent. " 'Oh, thank you for reccommending me coffee, Anne, old girl! It's the most delicious beverage i've ever tasted! I'm going to throw all my darjeeling! Long live The Queen!" She crowed, still donning her shit-eating grin.

" Okay, first, I did not sound like that. Second, kindly kiss. My bloody. Arse. "

Anne cackled loudly, while Henry turned his attention to the brown steaming liquid inside his mug. He took a sip, and promptly backed up.

Too sweet.

" Eurgh. What taste is this one, anyway? The package didn't tell me nothing about it. "

" Oh, that's... "

" Henry? You okay? "

The man looked up, and found Maria stared at him with concern.
He forced a smile. " 'M fine, luv."

He knew he wasn't fooling her.

"A - Are you sure? "

He coughed a bit. " Yeah, I'm sure. No worries. Listen, you go downstairs, yeah? Relay to the whole team. I'll be right with you- Just needed to finish my coffee. "

She stared at him some more. Then, she sighed. " Alright, alright. Take.. take all the time you need. "

The woman glanced at him one more time, before walking away.

He stared at the drink in his right hand, now too cold for him to enjoy. But it'd be a waste.

He downed the liquid in one go, stood up, crushed the plastic cup, and tossed it in the bin nearby.

As he stepped towards the door, he remembered her words again.

" That's Mochacinno, or Mocha. Mixes coffee with chocolate and syrup. Sweetest coffee there is. Granted, the one i gave you is instant, but it's still good, no? "

" Heesh. This is so gonna make me diabetic. I don't get why you yanks like this... this vile liquid, anyway. "

" Whatever, you old fart. It's good and sweet though, right? "

Right?

Sweet? He thought.

Without you, bitter is all there is.

Yooo.
Oke, pertama. Maaf banget, gue nggak nongol nongol.
Berkali kali gue coba nuangin kata kata dalam media apapun, tapi nggak ada yang dateng. Padahal, materi berlimpah.
Tapi, gue bakal coba lagi.

Peace,
Lazy.