“Sorry I’m late!” Takamina apologized as she rushed into the café, rubbing both of her hands in front of her and lowering her head as if to show her apologies. Acchan swallowed a smile and maintained a straight face as she glared at her girlfriend. “I’ll treat breakfast!” Takamina promised, raising her head just slightly and saw the small smile creeping onto her girlfriend’s face at her promise.
“I’ll order lots!”
“Yes madam! As long as you’re happy~”
“What did I say wrongly this time?!”
“Nothing, I was just pulling your leg.”
Acchan laughed a crisp laughter, scrunching her nose as she watched her girlfriend made a sheepish face. “But I’m not kidding when I said I’ll order a lot,” Acchan warned, taking up the menu. Takamina nodded, gesturing to the waiter over and watched as her girlfriend ordered enough to feed a football team. “I’m sooooo hungry while waiting for you~ I’ve a photo-shoot in the afternoon~~” the younger girl whined and Takamina rubbed the back of her head guiltily.
“Sorry…I slept late last night.”
“Mhm…she got drunk.”
Takamina shrugged her shoulders, “We were supposed to go drinking last night, I told you about it. But when I got there, she was already drinking.” Takamina continued her story until the food came and she paused, knowing that the moment the first dish touched the table, she lost her girl friend’s attention to the sandwich.
Yuko sighed as she stepped into the house, eyes glazing across the photo frames set up in almost all the corners of the place. Grabbing the one closest to her, Yuko brought it up near her face, “Nyannyan…” she muttered, stroking the other girl’s face in the photo as a tear slid down her cheeks.
Putting it back on the top of the shoe-rack faced down, Yuko did the same to the photo frames that she passed by on her way back to her bedroom before throwing herself on the huge bed, faced down as well.
“They broke up?” Acchan asked, face stuffed with food and half in shock.
“I think so? At least that’s what I gathered from Yuko’s sleeptalk.”
“You sure she wasn’t like having a nightmare and talking crap?”
“I thought she was but it didn’t seem like so after a while.”
“Wow, what the fuck is happening?”
Takamina made a “I don’t know” face and watched as her girlfriend took out her cellphone and quickly punched out a message. “Who are you texting?”
“Haruna,” Acchan replied and Takamina choked on her juice. “What? I can’t text Haruna?” the shorter girl shook her head, “I’m just asking her out and maybe check if it’s possible to help them get back together.”
“Though from the looks of it, it seemed like mission impossible,” Takamina frowned.
“Yeah, Yuko sounded pretty much bumped out from what you described,” Acchan mumbled.
“Hi Miss I’m-a-busy-model”
“To think we’re having the same photo-shoot.”
“Coffee after work then?”
“Sounds good to me!”
The photographer interrupted the pair’s conversation as they got ready in front of the setup. Who would have thought that budding actress Maeda Atsuko would be in the same photo-shoot as renowned model, Kojima Haruna? And who would have known that the duo is close friends?
Haruna replied Acchan’s morning text with an apologetic tone that her week was packed tight with photo-shoots. However, it turned out that the photo-shoot that Acchan was attending that afternoon was one with Haruna. Despite it being their first photo-shoot together, the pair’s rapport –built up over the years of friendship—allowed them to struck it off flawlessly.
Wrapping up nearly two hours ahead of schedule, the pair gave an exhausted sigh after changing back into their casual clothing. “Acchan,” Haruna called out, halting the younger girl who was in front of her in her steps. “Can we…can we not go to that café? Starbucks round the corner would do just fine,” she continued, giving an apologetic smile.
The younger girl gave a wave of her hand, “I sort of heard what happened. No worries, we’ll just head to the Starbucks.”
“Feeling better?” Takamina asked, wiping the sweat off the sides of her brows as she flipped the CLOSED sign on the door. Watching the girl behind the counter gave a slight nod, Takamina shook her head. “Stop lying to me, Yuuchan…”
Yuko made a face, there was no way for her to lie to her best friend – Takamina would see through all her lies with just one stare. “Why did you ask then? Oh and sorry for coming in late today,” the girl mumbled and Takamina let out a chuckle.
“That’s the last thing on my mind ya know,” Takamina went behind the counter and made herself a double shot Americano. “Coffee?”
Yuko shook her head, heading to the fridge and getting a bottle of milk. “Aren’t you tired of coffee yet?” she asked after swallowing a mouthful of milk.
Takamina sniggered, going up to the girl and used her index finger to wipe off the milk moustache on the slightly taller girl before walking to an empty table. “No, why would I?” she asked in return. “I love coffee and that’s why this café happened.” Sliding down on the comfortable armchair, the younger girl gestured to Yuko to come over.
“Like how you love cakes which made this café possible.”
“I just stopped liking Yuko…”
Silence hanged in the air between the pair and Haruna took a sip of the hot chocolate, “I realized I liked someone else.” Acchan raised an eyebrow in surprise. “You never thought I would fall out of love with Yuko, do you?” Haruna questioned.
A blank look in Acchan’s eyes later, a long sigh escaped her lips. “Who?” The sudden yet straight-forward question took Haruna aback and she came eye-to-eye with Acchan’s now-questioning ones.
“It wasn’t just me,” Haruna started. “Yuko didn’t know it, or rather, refused to acknowledge it but she wasn’t feeling the same towar-”
“Who?” Acchan asked again, lips pursed together and eyes radiating determination.
If you read this piece and decides to be nice, maybe you can help me answer this? ^^