"I've been fine, just fine."
She smiled a bit and cocked her head, locking her eyes into his. She grinned a little and took a sip of her coffee, sitting back afterwards. It was near December right now and seeing they lived in Manhattan it wasn't alway too warm. So this was nice. A warm muck of coffee warming her hands.
"What about you?"
She then cocked her head herself and smirked a little, looking outside. The snow flakes were whirling down onto the streets, it looked magical.
"Heard you are in a band? Are you good?"
She looked up again, starring into his eyes, then they went down towards his soft lips, god, he had such an effect on her. He made her feel as if her legs were made out of spaghetti. She then got herself at staring again, fuck, this wasn't supposed to happen.
