It was already fifteen minutes past one and there was still no sign of her.
She always passed the street near the cafe a few minutes after one in the afternoon.
It was now twenty minutes past one and there she came. She was walking a lot more quicker than usual it was like she was jogging.
Today she looked different. She was wearing a black mini dress that came to mid tigh and she was wearing nude high stiletto shoes with the heel so thin that I expected it to break sooner or later.
Again she didn't notice me as she clearly was in a hurry to get where she wanted to go but she still had her headphones on. Today she haven't got the thoughtful look she usually has. All her toughts must be to hurry up her pace.
As she wasn't in my sight anymore I turned to my stone cold coffee and drank it.
I wonder where she was heading to.