A Day At The Cafe

Valencia Valerie

It was one rainy day in a metropolitan city. The sky is pouring down its tears, as if she is mourning for something.
I silently stare at the passerby through the Cafe window. Their faces look empty as usual.
I took a deep breath and sigh silently. I never thought that today will be a gloomy day. Piles of paper are sitting in front of me, waiting to be signed. I sighed again. Why did he have to arrange a meet up so suddenly? And why does it have to be today?
Call your friend
Go home
Sign the papers