24/6 Starbucks
Even when Lucas went upstairs he stalked her, hid from her, until she got her jacket and went.
Lucas got back to his apartment after Eliza went home half-past two. But before that happened, Francesca and Lucas actually went home together. Like such sweet friends, Lucas saw Francesca at the sofa already down for the count as he smiles at her. He picks her up and carried her outside and into the cab. The cab stopped at Starbucks that night 'cause its one of that 24/6 kind of thing they only close on Sundays, Lucas and Francesca got out as he helped her walk to a table at the terrace. He placed her gently on her seat as he walks inside to order. At the window we see him talking to the barista and looks at Francesca, he's concerned that she might bail as he gradually looks out for her. He pulls out his phone to check and puts it back inside his pocket. The barista serves him two drinks as he takes them outside to join Francesca looking at the stars above.
"Hey what're you looking at?" Lucas asked.
"The stars," she said.
He gives her, her drink. She drinks it quickly and makes a face.
"Woah," she reacted.
"I know, it keeps you sane just after we get back to the condo," he said.
She smiles at him as he looked above the stars.
"Wow, what stars were you looking at I see nothing, are you high?" he asked.
She laughs.
"No, I just liked to imagine they're there," she said.
"I see, well I thought I'd make a poem of it," he said.
"Oh yeah?" she asked as she looked up. "Can I hear it?"
"She was Eliza, the girl I met at this party, like a dream, like a wish she glanced at me, though the stars might approve of how fast they move, she was there for a second and left, I didn't even catch her name, but then a friend came, Eliza's her name. What a beautiful name, it brings my friends name to shame, I hope she would be the same, funny, impulsive, extrovert, unlike me, I do want a zip, this espresso I bring with me, woke me up from that dream, she was just a myth, an infatuation I had, for I come back to reality looking sad, I hope I get to see her again my wishing star, even if it's only in my dreams, I will come and find her, and nothing will ever pull us apart."
Lucas poetically said as Francesca looked at him shocked.
"Amazing, that might be your best work yet," she said.
He looked at Francesca and said.
"You think so?"
"Yeah man, beautiful," she blabbed. "It's beautiful."
"Yeah she was," he said.
Francesca looking off, was she hoping that she was that girl?
"So Eliza?" she asked.
"Yeah Ric told me that was her name, I'm yet to stalk her profile," he said.
"Is she Filipino?" she asked.
"Yeah I think so, but she does have a British accent," he said.
"Hey, I thought you didn't like British chicks," she said.
"Well that was before she looked at me in her face, such beauty, I hope I get to see her again," he said.
"Alright Loverboy, but before that, you have to break up with your high school girlfriend," she said.
"It's senior high school and she's already eighteen," he said.
"Whatever you pedo," she said.
She smirked as Lucas stands and gets close to her.
"Oh yea?" he asked.
"No, no, don't you dare," she flinches.
Lucas tickles her as she laughed. He accidentally touched her left boob 'cause she had some big breasts if I may add, size D, and she slaps him in the face.
"Shit, I'm sorry," he said.
"Heh, you just wanted to touch them didn't you," she said.
"No I swear," he protested.
She laughs and stands as she grabs him by his arms and walked together at the empty streets. They run and climb on street lamps photographing themselves, well Lucas did the most photographs of lovely Francesca posing. Francesca arrives at her condo as she waves goodbye to Lucas who walks alone in the sidewalks that night. Thinking of something while crossing the pedestrian lane. He arrives at a brick building like the ones in new york, he walks inside. His apartment was on the third floor. He puts his wallet and phone at his table, takes off his shoes and hits the hay.
"Eliza," he whispered to himself - he might be dreaming again...