Jack gave himself a quick check over in the coffee shop window and frowned at the dishevelled man blinking back at him. I look like hell. he thought as he stared in dismay at his crumpled clothes, uncombed hair and the smudged mascara around his eyes. After a few moments of deliberation, he…
The night that just passed was dreadful. Getting my hopes to catch up with an old friend when they had the decency to not turn up. I don’t tend to go out that often, and this just took the mick. I had a lot of time on my hands, so I thought I’d pop in the coffee shop for a warm drink to wake me up at least. Nothing else could go wrong, surely..
It seemed awfully busier than usual today in there, so as I waited in the queue, I couldn’t help but notice this man who seemed hungover; smudged make-up and messy hair. I felt sorry for him in a way. No idea why, though. The man behind me had cleared his throat as I daydreamed before ordering my drink and then approaching a sofa. What I didn’t notice was the wet floor I then slipped on and fell over the “hungover” man..my drink also going with it.
Jack let out a loud yelp as the steaming hot coffee made contact with his skin. He immediately looked down at his now-stained blouse in obvious dismay, feeling a wave of anger rush over him. His head snapped up to glare at who did this.
"Oi!" he roared at his ‘attacker’. He felt far angrier than he should have done at this, but he couldn’t help it. He had a raging headache to deal with and this was the last thing he needed. "Watch where the fuck you’re going, you clumsy twat!"
I quickly get up from the floor, noticing the anger on the man’s face. I panicked. “I-I’m so sorry..” I stutter, grabbing a cloth quickly to hopefully get rid of some of the coffee from his lap. “I wasn’t looking where I was going and I didn’t notice the floor. If you’ll let me tidy up here, I’ll happily buy you a new shirt.”
I didn’t want any of this. I panicked, and that was the only generous thing I could come up with. He was already angry, and I wanted to at least put this situation at ease in a way.
His anger immediately ebbed away at the girl’s panicked response. She obviously hadn’t meant to do this and he couldn’t stay angry at her, not when it was an accident. “No.. no, it’s fine..” He sighed, calming down. “It wasn’t your fault.. I shouldn’t have yelled like that…”
He leant his head on his hand and let out another small sigh. “Let me do that..” he said, gently taking the cloth out of her hand and cleaning the coffee off himself as best he could. “I’m sorry you spilt your coffee… I’d offer to buy you a new one, but ain’t got no money on me.”
A warm flush had flew by me as the man began to speak more gentle, as if he never meant to sound so harsh to me. I couldn’t help by gaze into his eyes for a quick second as he took the cloth off of me as I slowly got up.
"It’s understandable for you getting angry, though. I would react the same if someone did that to me." I smile reassuringly so he feels more at ease before nervously laughing. "You don’t need to do that anyway, I wouldn’t let you if you did have the money." With that said, an assistant had ran over to me as we apologise to one another..for some odd reason as she offered to make me a new one for free before scurrying back to the counter.
"I’m pretty much in my own world at the moment.." I sigh softly before glancing at the floor and then back up. "I’ve had a rather crap night so I wanted to distract myself in some way.." Why was I telling a complete stranger about my life anyway? Like he’d care anyway! He probably has his own problems..
"Oh, yeah?" he said. He pushed out the other chair from the table using his foot, causing a loud grating sound. This turned out to be a mistake as it made his head ache even more. He screwed up his face momentarily as the sound pierced his eardrums. When he recovered, he looked back at the girl and tilted his head at her.
"Sit. Tell me about it." He ordered, purposefully phrasing it as a command instead of a question.
I was rather surprised about how this man had changed his way of speaking towards me within two minutes, it was just very fast.
Either way, I sit down facing him and biting my lip nervously before taking a deep breath and looking at him directly in the eyes. “Okay..you know when you tend to get your hopes up for something really important or special and then they just get smashed to smithereens? Well, that happened to me last night with an old “friend”. I sigh, before the assistant comes over with my new coffee as I cup it in my hands for warmth before looking back at the stranger.
"What’s got you in such a crap mood?..Long night?.." I ask curiously, it was obvious he was out partying last night, I just wanted to set my curiosity straight. I couldn’t help but smirk slightly once I spoke, knowing exactly why he was annoyed.
"Oh, I’m so sorry to hear that!" Jack replied earnestly. She’d had a much worse night than he had. He reached out a hand to her and gripped hers, giving her what he hoped was a comforting squeeze. He gave a sympathetic smile as well.
Jack smirked back as he answered, knowing this girl knew exactly what he’d been up to. Or at least the gist of it. “Can’t remember what ‘appened.” he said, thinking hard through his foggy brain. “Pretty wild, I think. Woke up buck-naked with a couple of strangers arms ‘round me in bed.” He said, almost proudly. “A man and a woman. Left before they woke up.”