The girl just argue with me and moved out for coffee alone in another room of the premises.
We were in a bar talking still and know I said no, so she got up suddenly and without explanation to go.
She was in the bar when I arrived. It was just a few minutes later. Maybe more. I do not know when she arrived. I did not ask. Maybe that's what bothered him. And so he got up without even blow or hit with open palms table. He walked like a gazelle into the other room. Wonder it's so small door that divides the two rooms. A door and living quarters. It is likely that bar was an old mansion from the beginning of the twentieth century and the new owners chose not to distort the architecture. But it is possible that she has been angered by my late arrival. We had not fixed a schedule. I arrived at the correct time. She arrived at the right time. We are at the right time. Maybe not. Perhaps the problem was that we agreed on our right times. Maybe the right thing is not desired. Or maybe it was for another reason. Something I said. But I just said hello, how are you. Compliment her dress. I asked banal things. The things you ask in these cases to generate a conversation, what I know, the weather, work, study. Maybe that's what bothered him: she seems to be a girl not trivial (or not study or work or care at all the weather, or bothered by the rain and did not bring umbrellas, but still not raining now) and noise that did not get up and walked like a snake out the door into the other room. And so entered. And so he sat down and ordered coffee. It was because he had no reason to stay. And this is the most fucked up, do not have reasons. On the other hand if I had left to be me ... If I'd stayed in silence, perhaps. If the gap had generated enough that she started talking. Because it is also true that: she said nothing. Never. Do not even remember if I said hello. How does one know if the conversation is going in the right direction if there is no interlocutor. She did not speak but did nothing to intervene. Nothing to show their discomfort. Did not even say anything when he got up and walked like a woman to the door to another room to their table. And sat as liquid. So sure of herself. And not even opened his mouth to ask for your coffee. Nor did when otherwise indicated to the other man who approached her table. Sitting next to her. So close.
We were in a bar talking still and know I said no, so she got up suddenly and without explanation to go.
She was in the bar when I arrived. It was just a few minutes later. Maybe more. I do not know when she arrived. I did not ask. Maybe that's what bothered him. And so he got up without even blow or hit with open palms table. He walked like a gazelle into the other room. Wonder it's so small door that divides the two rooms. A door and living quarters. It is likely that bar was an old mansion from the beginning of the twentieth century and the new owners chose not to distort the architecture. But it is possible that she has been angered by my late arrival. We had not fixed a schedule. I arrived at the correct time. She arrived at the right time. We are at the right time. Maybe not. Perhaps the problem was that we agreed on our right times. Maybe the right thing is not desired. Or maybe it was for another reason. Something I said. But I just said hello, how are you. Compliment her dress. I asked banal things. The things you ask in these cases to generate a conversation, what I know, the weather, work, study. Maybe that's what bothered him: she seems to be a girl not trivial (or not study or work or care at all the weather, or bothered by the rain and did not bring umbrellas, but still not raining now) and noise that did not get up and walked like a snake out the door into the other room. And so entered. And so he sat down and ordered coffee. It was because he had no reason to stay. And this is the most fucked up, do not have reasons. On the other hand if I had left to be me ... If I'd stayed in silence, perhaps. If the gap had generated enough that she started talking. Because it is also true that: she said nothing. Never. Do not even remember if I said hello. How does one know if the conversation is going in the right direction if there is no interlocutor. She did not speak but did nothing to intervene. Nothing to show their discomfort. Did not even say anything when he got up and walked like a woman to the door to another room to their table. And sat as liquid. So sure of herself. And not even opened his mouth to ask for your coffee. Nor did when otherwise indicated to the other man who approached her table. Sitting next to her. So close.
But he is a fool. He does not know that these things bother her. He should have acted differently, would have said something. For so in silence, she looks at his watch (first signal), and then yawns (second signal) and that is the time to say something, anything, the climate, but it will work because looking at his watch a second time, will to leave the cup on the table as it is doing now, and without even the gesture of asking for the bill, it will sneak up and walk like a cockroach to the door.
is very strange that the door is like a room, he asks. And this house is macabre has had many rooms.
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