My Life As Sienna Brown
Part 96
Frank and I were sipping coffee in the Starbucks in Barnes & Nobles... a nice touch really- buy a book, sit in a coffee shop and read it. But I looked anything but amused in a book. I looked like a flesh-eating zombie, come back from the dead. I sat, huched over my coffee with bags under my eyes, staring off in space.
Frank sat across from me, overly amused by me, trying to make small talk. Until he noticed I was in no mood for small talk- too tired.... Then he took out a notebook and started scribbling away.
Calling Heather came across my mind, but it quickly dissolved after a few seconds as I laid my head in my arms.
Mikey came and sat in the third seat at the table and said, "Hi guys."
"Shouldn't you be working," I muttered triedly.
"No," he stated with a smirk. "I'm on my break."
"Holy," I groaned. "We've already been here a few hours?"
"Yep. It would now be close to 11 o'clock- you guys have been sitting here for almost three hours."
I looked around at the cups of coffee surrounding me before I realized he was right. "Frankie... I want more coffee," I stated with a whine.
He looked up from his notebook and cocked an eyebrow. "I don't think you need anymore coffee."
"Please," I whined more, even though I didn't need permission. I was just too lazy to get up and get it myself.
"No."
Mikey's cellphone went off in his pocket, interrupting both of out voices...
We never knew just how much trouble that call would cost us...
Frank sat across from me, overly amused by me, trying to make small talk. Until he noticed I was in no mood for small talk- too tired.... Then he took out a notebook and started scribbling away.
Calling Heather came across my mind, but it quickly dissolved after a few seconds as I laid my head in my arms.
Mikey came and sat in the third seat at the table and said, "Hi guys."
"Shouldn't you be working," I muttered triedly.
"No," he stated with a smirk. "I'm on my break."
"Holy," I groaned. "We've already been here a few hours?"
"Yep. It would now be close to 11 o'clock- you guys have been sitting here for almost three hours."
I looked around at the cups of coffee surrounding me before I realized he was right. "Frankie... I want more coffee," I stated with a whine.
He looked up from his notebook and cocked an eyebrow. "I don't think you need anymore coffee."
"Please," I whined more, even though I didn't need permission. I was just too lazy to get up and get it myself.
"No."
Mikey's cellphone went off in his pocket, interrupting both of out voices...
We never knew just how much trouble that call would cost us...