the first time i saw her was in a coffee shop.
she was sitting at a small table in the back corner with her laptop and 2 cups of coffee.
her bleach blonde hair was tied up in a messy bun, her square glasses failing to hide the dark bags under her eyes. she wore dark grey track pants and an over-sized white t-shirt.
she looked miserable, but in a good way.
i knew i'd have to stop standing in the middle of the shop and go talk to her,
and boy, was i glad i did.
