DATE.
We went for coffee. First actual date. She laughed at my stupid jokes. Her English is so sweet and she humors my terrible American-Japanese. I didn’t think about work or the cold once.
Walking to 7-11 for coffee. The streets were full of loud people in cheap costumes. Then I saw her. The girl from the river. We passed each other in the cold air. She smiled at me. Just a quick, small smile, but it felt like the first real thing I’ve seen in weeks. The grey broke for a second.