She will be on a deck of those festivity + a table of the human existing. 3, one is a couple, and one is supposed to be with her. She start to talking very very stern eye sight, how wrong this guy doesn't know what he does. He never puts the wrong manner in front of his own friends. Let's say those are the true scene.
To that if he is not around like before,....she had some leisure things to do, a very plain house, just by herself with a table these, she hurried to put away the paper, and he slam that door behind her back, she didn't even greet him at the door. She is so hurried with these paper. And when those coffee shop scene of the outdoor deck, becoming so hatred from her eyes to any conversation why she doesn't keep her mouth shut .....she withdraw of that one hobby she ever had. With or without that guy or that tall man.
She keeps writing that piece of the papers, or re-write. The life has no orientation of a goal. Every outdoor noise cease. Meaning she found her brain or soul something is occupying her attention. She waited this hour for so long.
Maybe even now = when all these people will get out of her house, she will be able to prepare these paper hurried away, no one understands her. She is too precious to be understood.
On the Opposite world
If I am a girl that doesn't have any career or anything on the TV, other than just move there, writing one person's paper, and be just stern to any of this guy as a group. They cannot but answer the door let's say. But it will never be a pleasant conversation. Its just because.
It exists.
Its a harsh existence of a girl talking to a guy. Any guy, but its a knock on the door repeating this. "Do you have time ? This is the 20th time we talking about this."
20 times walking that stair of the house. Its not an empty home such as seeing no more human.
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