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[sara_stevenson]

I look up at the ceiling, some guys from the police came to see me about the shooting. they took Steve into custody. I'm can't stand just sitting here thinking. I get up and grab my coat. i walk to cafe noir. I think about calling Rick but I don't know what Vikki would say

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[millzena]

I get up startled by the hot coffee that had splashed over my shirt. I hear a voice saying sorry. I had to take my time replying, my english wasnt that great. "Umm... its not problem" I looked up and saw her, a beautiful redhead. I wondered if it was natural like mine even though im blonde now.

[sara_stevenson]

I smile. so...not English then? she's quite cute. her accent is cool, I can't really figure out where it's from so I ask her another question because It might be rude to ask her where she's from.
"I hope I didn't burn you to much." I smile again trying to be friendly because I know how weird it is to be in a new county.

[millzena]

"No, dont worry" i brush some coffee of me. i offer my hand "I'm Elena" i smile sweetly.

[sara_stevenson]

I smile again.
"That's a cool name. I'm Sara."
My phone rings and I look at the caller ID. It's Rick. I reject the call and talk to Elena.
"Russian right?" It slips out before I can stop it and I bet she things I'm gonna be a bitch or something.

[millzena]

"Da...i mean yes" I stared at the girl before me. She was smiling, was very cute. "You take a seat?"

[sara_stevenson]

I sit down opposite her. I put my coffee on the table in between us. blonde...nice I smile again but mostly to myself.

I think about going outside for a cigarette but I notice the ashtray on the table and decide that there wouldn't be an ashtray there if you weren't able to smoke in here. I take out my fags and light up.
"you want one?" I ask.

[millzena]

i should really say no, Yulia doesnt like me smoking. But she wont kno if i have just one. "Yes thanks" She was smiling. she was still cute. "Who called you earlier, am i keeping you from anything?"

[sara_stevenson]

I pass the packet and the lighter over.
"No. It just some guy...it's complicated." I bite my lip a bit and hope she doesn't ask for more of an explanation because I really don't want to talk about it right now, I don't even want to think about it.

I take a drag and let the smoke out slowly. it amazes me how I manged to fuck everything up just by knowing Steve. I push those thoughts to the back of my mind and concentrate on the girl in front of me. I wonder if she's single?

[millzena]

"It seems you have been hurt b this....how you say 'guy'." I didnt want to press the matter any further. She seemed a bit upset. My phone rang in my jacket pocket. It was Yulia. "Excuse me" i said before answering the phone to a destrought Yulia.

[sara_stevenson]

"Well not really hurt... He helped me out and his girlfriend didn't like that to much." Her phone rings and I take another drag. She says excuse me and I smile again.
"It's cool." I flick the ash of my cigarette into the ashtray and take a drink of my coffee.

[millzena]

i sat there for ten minuets flicking my hands and sometimes shouting in russian down the phone. i hung up a while later. "Sorry, my umm...co-worker was having a panic attack" i giggled at my comment. I lit my fag and took a long drag, puffing smoke circles into the air.

[sara_stevenson]

I'm sat not understanding a fucking word she's saying which is probably a good thing because It sounded angry/weird.

I smile and laugh at her comment.
"What do you do?" I ask pulling out another cigarette to smoke.

[millzena]

"i am singer, my co-worker is to, we make the group t.A.T.u" I smile sweetly. "Sorry Yulia needs me, rehursal time" i write my number on a napkin and walk out of the cafe.

[sara_stevenson]

I smile and pretend to know that I know what she's on about.

yulia needs her. I'm not sure they're just co workers, she had that look in her eye.

I smile and say goodbye. I watch her leave. I pick up the napkin and put it in my bag telling myself I'll ring her sometime.