An Evening Encounter
He simply invited her for coffee, just like that. He noticed her on the street, barely seeing her. It was very cold, so she was wearing a large black modern coat, a scarf, and a hat, and on top of that, a double hat with a scarf. But he noticed something about her that caught his attention and began to follow her with his eyes. He even turned around, not knowing what it was. He simply approached her and asked her to have coffee with him. She replied that she was not a fan of coffee, especially in the evening, but that tea was fine. They entered a nearby cafe. His energy and his personality seemed very bright to her. clear and pure, so there were no dislikes or excuses. She also went out for a walk with no obligations, maybe some small additional shopping, but nothing else. She didn't need to walk much that day. It was cold and unpleasant, so tea with a stranger who seemed to be a friend was perfectly okay. When ordering tea, she couldn't wait to talk to him. He interested her in a way she had never had the opportunity to discover in someone she met on the street before. Just like that, in three seconds, she felt as if she were on her own stage, as if someone had put her on a certain page of a book written for someone else, but this time it was her moment and her moment with a complete stranger. unknown person. The line at the bar was very long. He kept looking at her, showing that there were still a lot of people left, and she had to wait. Later, he turned to the bartender, trying to speed up the order, but it didn't work. So he had to wait patiently.
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