“Hi! Can we have a table for five?” I said to the waiter as I looked around for any sigh of Sonia, initiating a conversation with the boys about the upcoming match with the Hooligans FC as I returned the polite smile to the waiter who had welcomed us with a charming smiled, bowing forward in the ancient Chinese style and offered us a corner vacant table adjacent to an aquarium.
The boys had deliberately decided to hangout in Sonia’s aunt café for they were putting all the efforts to bring me closer in her radar, something I both wanted to avoid and happen at the same time. After the night at the beach, which was yesterday but felt like a while ago for I wanted to see her every minute of my life, I was in a weird dilemma where the rational side of the brain told me to do something whil
