I walked to the coffee shop, again I attempted to not bump into anyone and I was fortunate enough that I didn't. I still felt like I did this morning, disgusting and afraid, but I tried to ignore as best as I could. It still was there though, as if it were a person on my shoulders. I soon arrived at the coffee shop and I noticed that my table was occupied by a small body, along with a guitar case. I walk over to him and take a seat across from him.

"Hey." I sat down while taking the strap connected to my bag off.

"Hey Gee." He smiled and I smiled at the nickname only Mikey has ever called me.

"So, what's up with the guitar?" I gestured to the guitar case.

"Oh yeah, I have an acoustic set tonight and I felt like carrying it around. Since it's going to be in a few hours and I felt like hanging out with you."

"Yeah." I sat awkwardly.

"Do you want some coffee?" He asks as he arose from his seat.

"Yeah sure." I smiled.

"Alright cool, I'll get you?" He waited for my response.

"Black coffee." I responded and he gave a little nod and a face that showed a little disgust but acceptance.

"Ok, I'll be right back then." He walks off and I decided to take out my sketch book.

While he was ordering I glanced at him to get a good look at him. He was short, maybe 5'4 or 5'6, and he wore black skinny jeans with a whole in it and he had a black sweater under a denim jacket. I started to draw a character that had the same characteristics, short brownish black hair and a short body. It was hard to put in a lot of detail so I only picked out clothes that would suit him and with how I draw.

"Alrighty sir, here's your black coffee and two croissants." He placed a black coffee beside my sketch book and the plate with two croissants above my sketch book.

"Thank you." I smile and close my sketch book before he could see what I was drawing. I grab my coffee and take a few sips.

"No problem." He responded and I heard him take a sip from a straw.

"So after we're done with the food," I gesture at his plate and mine, "what are we going to do?"

"Uhh, I actually have no idea. I didn't think I'd get this far to be honest." He giggled and I felt my heart bang against my chest.

"Well, are you new to New York?" I ask him looking at him and taking a bite from my croissant.

"Yeah actually. I'm actually moving to an apartment a couple blocks down. I heard there was a free apartment from a close friend who's like the manager their and I decided to take it. It's actually not that far from where I go to college." He explains.

"Well maybe we can visit a cool record store down the block. OH! I can show you this amazing comic book store!" I got a little excited while spewing out ideas.

"Oh my fuck really? I was wondering where a record store would be! And comic books? Cool." His eyes lit up and he was really excited.

"Yeah man."

After we decided on where to go, we finished our little breakfast meal and walked out of the coffee shop. Taking our unfinished coffee we made our way down the street. I asked where his gig was and he told me it was at one of the bars that I was gonna play a gig for tomorrow night. He knew where that was but nothing else, the record store was actually across the street from the place so we got to put his guitar in there so he didn't have to carry it around.

We looked around the record store and got exited when we saw our favorite albums. We would talk about our favorite songs on certain albums. We decided on getting a few albums and take a listen to them whenever we get the chance.

After bringing up the albums to the cashier, the guy behind it commented, "You two make a great couple."

"Oh, we're not a couple." Me and Frank corrected him.

"Oh my bad. It's just you two seem so cute and all." He smiled and handed us our bag of albums.

"Thanks?" We say in unison and I put the albums in my bag.

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After an hour we decided on going out to eat. While we were walking I noticed that I felt less disgusting. My mind was off of Bert and focused on Frank. I didn't feel so anxious, it all just disappeared. Maybe it was just how my mind was occupied with walking and talking at the same time. Trying to find what to talk about. But it also could've been Frank because I remember when we had coffee I didn't think about how Bert was acting lately. Mikey is like that as well, him and Mikey take my mind off the bad things. I bet I do the same for Mikey.

Suddenly I felt my hand held on to another hand. My train of thought interrupted, I look down and see a tattooed hand. Frank didn't seem to care, he was looking forward smiling. I didn't want to hurt him but I couldn't hold on to his hands. We were walking down the street where Bert went for school, I let go of his hand. His face looked down and his facial expression showed that he didn't mean to do it and embarrassment.

"I'm sorry Frank." I smile and apologize.

"No I'm sorry. I didn't mean to, habits." He says, searching for excuses and stopping in front of a few people.

"Oh..okay." I respond, not knowing what to do. Then after staring at each other for a few minutes awkwardly, we start walking again.

Stuck in an awkward silence but saved by the restaurant.

Notes

YoooOOooo I literally been listening to All I Want For Christmas by MCR (the cover) on repeat and yeah...so chapter update..I told you it'd be soon...so yeah hope you like it
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