"Hello, what can I get for you?" I asked brown-haired girl, who was reading a book.
"Big cappuccino, please." She answered, I could hear her light French accent . I smiled at her and started making her order. I was working at a coffee shop, called 'Coffee Island', it was my last hour today. I really like my job. It relaxes me in some way, I love the smell of freshly ground coffee. The owner pays a decent amount of money, and I really like it here.
When I finished making cappuccino, I gave it to that girl. She smiled at me and got back to her lecture. I came back behind the counter and, seeing that there were no new customers, I started reading today's newspaper.

Reading the newspaper, I was already with thoughts at my flat, looking forward to having a glass of wine and watching my favorite series, that I did not notice how the girl with a French accent approached the counter.
"Excuse me?" I gave her a questioning look. "Can I use the phone? I was supposed to call someone, but I can't go to my apartment right now. "She looked out the window. It was pouring rain outise.
"Yeah, sure." I said and led her to the back room where the telephone was. I went back to the counter, but I still heard excerpts from girl's conversation.
"Hi....No, I'm calling from coffee shop.... A gig? Which band is playing tomorrow?... Oh, hell yeah, Smile will be playing, I love them....Yeah, sure. Talk to you later, bye." When this girl ended her conversation, I decided to ask her about the gig. I love going to gigs, but lately I didn't have much time, to go to one.
"Excuse me? I didn't mean to be eavesdropping, but I heard you talking about a gig. Can you tell me where will it be? I love going to gigs, but I haven't been to one in months. I'm Estelle, by the way." I said and smiled at her.
"I'm Fleur. The gig is tomorrow, in the pub just around the corner." She answered and smiled back. "I'm going there with my friend, you can join us, if you want. Well, it stoped raining, so I should get going. Here is my number."She pulled out a crumpled piece of paper with her number on it and gave it to me. "Call me if you decide, to come with us. Bye." She said and walked out of coffee shop. I put the piece of paper in a pocket of my bell bottoms. After five minutes, I came back to serve customers.
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When I ended my shift, I immediately headed straight to my flat. I didn't have an umbrella with me, so I was literally soaked. I just wanted to take a hot shower and drink a glass of wine. I was exhausted.
When I arrived to my flat, I headed straight to my room. I grabbed some clothes and went to the bathroom. After a quick shower, I decided to go to the kitchen, to grab a bottle of wine. In the kitchen, I saw my flatmate, Delia.
"Hi, Estelle."she said, with enthusiasm in her voice. I shoot her exhausted look. "Hard day at work, huh?" She asked. I nodded and took a bottle of wine from the cupboard. I took a glass from the cabinet and went to the living room. I turned the TV on and opened the wine. I started watching a romantic comedy, occasionally drinking a sip of wine.
Suddenly, I heard a phone, ringing.
"I'll get it!" I heard Delia shouting. I turned my head towards kitchen.
"Estelle? Yeah, just a moment." She turned to see me, looking at her with curiosity in my eyes. I went over to the phone and took the phone from her.
"Hello? Who is this?"
"Roger Meddows Taylor speaking. Am I talking to Estelle O'Neill now?"

When I heard him saying saying his name, my breath hitched. I couldn't believe, that my childhood friend, Roger Taylor, was just calling me.
"Yeah, it's me. How did you get my number?" I asked.
" Oh, your parents gave it to me. I was wondering, if you wanted to go for a coffee with me. I know, that I'm saying this, out of nowhere, but I really want to renew our friendship." He answered.
"Uhm, yeah." I said with million thoughts running through my head.
"Are you sure? You don't sound very enthusiastic with this idea." He asked, there was a slight embarrassment in his voice.
"Oh, yes, I'm sure, I was just shocked. When do you want to go for this coffee?" I didn't mean to embarrass him, I swear. Just a lot of stuff happened today and I was in shock.
"I was thinking, Thursday? Maybe?" He said, hesitating.
"Sure. Call me, when you decide, to which coffee shop you would like to go." I said, suddenly hit with courage.
"Okay, talk to you later. Bye, Elle" My breath hitched again, when he said my nickname. Actually, he gave that nickname to me.
"Bye, Rog." I said and hung up. I was very shocked. Roger Meddows Taylor, my childhood friend, just asked me for a coffee. I haven't seen him for six years! It is very likely, that I will look like a fool next to him.
And then it dazzled me. That band that Fleur was talking about, Smile, it was Roger's band! It was very possible, that I'll meet Roger, earlier than I thought. Oh, God! I have to call Fleur about the gig!
I went to my room, to look for her number. When I found it, I went back to the kitchen. I dialed her number and waited for her to answer.
"Hello? Is this Estelle?" She asked.
"Yeah, it is me. I just wanted to say, that I will be going with you to that gig." I said, happily.
"That's great! You already now where it is, so we'll meet you there at 7 pm. See ya!" She said and hung up. I headed to bathroom, brushed my teeth and went to my room. I went under the covers of my bed and sailed to the land of Morpheus.
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I'm sorry, if there are any spelling mistakes <3