Today...is a little bit off.

He's here.

But it's not even 3 yet.

And he's been sitting there at his usual spot for hours, the hot coffee is cold now and untouched. He seem to be so engrossed with his notebook, and he didn't even talk to her yet until now.

Not that she cared but she's wondering what's bugging him. Maybe it's his work that need to be submitted anytime soon. Or maybe... she don't know.

"He's been at it all day?" Angin spoke, noticing the man with his book. "Usually by now, isn't he going to flirt with you?"

A straw flicked to his forehead.

"Whaaaat, the whole cafe knows! And poor guy been turned down by you everytime. Why not give a chance?" Angin said, continue wiping the glass as he blabbering.

Air shook her head, sighing. Chance? but what's the point? Sure, she's slowly feeling tiny bit different around him. But the fact that he's still a stranger didn't died down.

"Aaaahh, you're irritating me." Angin grunted, placing the glass on the rack. "A-Angin?" The said person walking towards the guy, determination in his eyes.

"Hi, mr....sun..shine..?" he looks away from the cup, "ANYWAY, she agreed on it. She'll be goin' on a date with you."

"Bitch I didn't-" Air approach second too late.

"-So what you say-"

"-He's lying-"

"-no don't hear her-"

"Okay."

"H-huh?" Air and Angin said in unison. Air can feel she's stop breathing by now when he scribbled something on a tissue and hand it to her. Numbers.

"Tomorrow, theme park, nine?"

She is still trying to figure the absence of oxygen particles in the air.

"Aight then." he smiled, showing off his dazzling white arranged teeth which Angin is now feeling pretty rivaled that he have to take a step back.

"See ya!"

"Are you saving his phone number?"

"No, I'm calling the cops."