Love, Townes [h.s]

1. I'm a bit fucked

May 19, 2017

Olivia's POV

It is a warm afternoon in Paris. The breeze makes the leaves of the trees and bushes move, the smell of flowers and their colors has returned, and children can be heard from afar playing in the park. I'm on my way for my afternoon coffee at Luccio Cafe. I can see the cafe sign from afar, and I start walking a little faster. The smell of coffee enters my nostrils and I lose myself in the smell. I go into the cafe and I can notice a small line at the checkout, so I decide to sit at one of the tables to have my order taken.

You can hear all the conversations and laughter of those who were in the cafe. Couples, friends and people by their own having a good time with the company of one of the best coffee I have ever tasted. I see Nathan in the distance at the bar preparing some orders, when he realizes that I am watching him he greets me and smiles.

Nathan Roux, Luccio Coffe's barista, 24 years old. He can be considered as the first person I met in Paris, and it was in this very cafe. By then I was not fluent in French, so when I ordered my first coffee here he noticed that and spoke to me in English.

"Bon après-midi Olivia Rose." Nathan says with a smile on his face and handing me my coffee. "Here I bring you your usual order, how was your day?"

"As usual. Trying to finish the dress Sav asked me for and putting up with Graace and her. Nothing out of the ordinary." I say as I roll my eyes and have some coffee. "How about everything in the cafe? Did Marco show up today?

"Thank heaven no. I have no mood to put up with that guy today. " he says rolling his eyes.

Marco is a 58-year-old man who comes to coffee almost every day. Each day comes with a new order and each one has very specific ingredients and instructions. Every time Nathan has to take his order, he just avoids him but Marco likes Nathan. So, he always asks Nathan to take his order.

"I don't understand the trouble you have with Marco, he's a nice man. He also leaves you a tip, right? " I ask.

"Tip? That does not exist in his vocabulary, he is stingy. To top it all, he always asks me to give him a discount for being a frequent customer. " He said frustrated. "Putting that aside, can I bring you the orders from the girls?"

"Please." I look at the time on my watch and realize it was 5:53 pm. Sav told me that she would be at the apartment at 6 and that she expected to see me there on time. "Do you think Sav would be upset if I'm late for coffee?" He looks at me scared and nods. "Thanks for the help, where are the orders?" He points to the bar, where three drinks were ready to go. "Thanks for everything Nathan!" I give him a kiss on the cheek, grab the coffees and head for the coffee exit.

"A later, faites attention."

The apartment is a 10 minute walk away. So I walk fast to try to get there before Savannah. The streets are full of people, and they walk too slow. I ask permission to try to pass between them.

I get to the apartment and I see Savannah with her arms cross on the terrace of our apartment. I see the time and it is 6:08.

"You are taking this situation very seriously Sav!" I yell so that she can hear me.

"You are never here to greet me from a tired and stressful day." She says pretending to be tragic, I clearly ignore her and enter the reception to get to the apartment.

I take the key out of my pocket and open the door. I can tell that Graace is nowhere to be found, but I notice Sav with his arms cross, again.

"I have popped Graace's cell phone with messages, but she hasn't answered me for hours. I have a surprise for both of you, so we will have to wait for her. "