Coffee
Gerard and his coffee
I walked into the coffee shop. I told the lady at the counter to prepare the usual for me. I went and sat down at my usual table but when I sat down, there was a male that looked a couple years younger than me.
"Hey," I said. He raised his hand up. He had black hair that was put to the side. I thought,That goes well with my red hair. I shook myself out of my daydream and asked him what his name was.
"The name is Frank. Frank Iero. And yours?"
"Gerard Way. I like your hair."
"Thanks." Frank blushed "Do you come here often?"
"I'm here almost everyday!"
"So am I!"
The waitress walked up with Gerard's coffee.
"I see you've met Mr. Way, Frank," the waitress said.
"Well, of course I have, Jamia," Frank answered. "Gerard, this is my girlfriend Jamia."
"We've met."
"Oh."
Gerard drank his coffee and paid Jamia for it.
"Nice meeting you, Frank. And thank you Jamia for the coffee." He walked out.
"Hey," I said. He raised his hand up. He had black hair that was put to the side. I thought,That goes well with my red hair. I shook myself out of my daydream and asked him what his name was.
"The name is Frank. Frank Iero. And yours?"
"Gerard Way. I like your hair."
"Thanks." Frank blushed "Do you come here often?"
"I'm here almost everyday!"
"So am I!"
The waitress walked up with Gerard's coffee.
"I see you've met Mr. Way, Frank," the waitress said.
"Well, of course I have, Jamia," Frank answered. "Gerard, this is my girlfriend Jamia."
"We've met."
"Oh."
Gerard drank his coffee and paid Jamia for it.
"Nice meeting you, Frank. And thank you Jamia for the coffee." He walked out.
6/22/13