Coffee Beans

**April's POV**

I woke up around 11:30. Oh fuck, was I asleep that long? It was dark outside and was raining a fair bit. I walked downstairs to make myself a decaf. I peered out the window. It was relaxing watching the rain fall onto the street that was illuminated by street lights. I sighed and opened the kitchen window, letting to cool, moist air in to cool off my sweaty skin. The coffee maker bubbled and a pleasant smell filled the room. It reminded me of mornings at the diner.

The hazel eyed man that always asked for a long black. What was his name again? Gerard. I thought his name was very unique, but not the kind of out-of-the-blue you would cringe at. The coffee maker flicked off and the bubbling stopped. I took out a mug and poured myself a cup, breathing in the warm smell. The warm smell that was identical to Gerard's breath.

I sat down on the couch and watched the rain some more. Sitting on the coffee table was my purse, I remembered what Gerard gave to me. I pulled the cheap comic out of my bag and opened it up. "True Lives of the Fabulous Killjoys" was the title. I smiled. The title was enough to make me curious and want to start reading. Every picture was vibrant, every character had the perfect amount of sass, and all of the wording was perfect. I didn't know why these weren't published yet.

By the time I got half way through the book, it was 1:00 in the morning. My coffee was finished, so I made another one, and another until I finished the book at 3:30 a.m. I was too exhausted to pull my ass to bed so I crashed on the couch.

*Next day!*
**Gerard's POV**

I woke up later than usual. 9:30 a.m. My head hurt and my back was even worse. I rubbed my eyes and dragged myself to sit up. My eyes were sore and so was my throat from sobbing. I rolled off of the mattress and dragged myself to the bathroom. I turned on the shower, surprised by the fact on how the water poured out of the shower head. It shot out with amazing pressure and made a high pitched sound in the pipes. I got in and tried my best to wash my hair with the body wash that Lyn-z had left me. This must have been the fastest shower I have ever had. I pulled myself out of the warm water and dried myself with a t-shirt.

I chose to wear the same pair of black skinny jeans, and a black t-shirt i tucked in. Luckily, Lyn-z was honest in giving me my stuff. Nothing expensive seemed to be missing. I tried my best to sort through the different clothes and additional items. I folded all of my clothes neatly and organized them in my suitcase.

By the time I was finished it was noon. I haven't eaten all day, so I decided to go to the diner to get something in my yearning stomach.

Notes

Sorry about the short chapter!