Selfish Machines
Chapter fourty-one:
10 years later
I walk into the coffee shop. Every morning before heading to the firm I grab a cup of coffee and a local coffee shop. With hundreds of star bucks in New York, there are few places that have actually good coffee.
I stand in line as I do every day. Waiting.
I hear screaming coming from outside. I turn around to see a bunch of teenage girls fangirling. I remember being that age.
They take a couple photos and leave.
I can’t see who they are obsessing over.
I get up to the till order my usual and wait for them to pour it. Once the barista passes me my cup I go and take a seat with my back facing the door.
I take a few sips.
“Spencer?” I hear coming from behind me.
I turn around to see Mike standing there.
“No fucking way!” I stand up and hug him immediately.
A girl runs up and asks for his autograph. He signs her shirt and she scatters off.
“Is this seat taken?” He asks. I shake my head.
He sits across from me. He has a lot more tattoos. He looks good, I can’t lie about that.
“So what you’re famous now?” I ask.
THE END.
I walk into the coffee shop. Every morning before heading to the firm I grab a cup of coffee and a local coffee shop. With hundreds of star bucks in New York, there are few places that have actually good coffee.
I stand in line as I do every day. Waiting.
I hear screaming coming from outside. I turn around to see a bunch of teenage girls fangirling. I remember being that age.
They take a couple photos and leave.
I can’t see who they are obsessing over.
I get up to the till order my usual and wait for them to pour it. Once the barista passes me my cup I go and take a seat with my back facing the door.
I take a few sips.
“Spencer?” I hear coming from behind me.
I turn around to see Mike standing there.
“No fucking way!” I stand up and hug him immediately.
A girl runs up and asks for his autograph. He signs her shirt and she scatters off.
“Is this seat taken?” He asks. I shake my head.
He sits across from me. He has a lot more tattoos. He looks good, I can’t lie about that.
“So what you’re famous now?” I ask.
THE END.
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Updated :) and much more to come
2/19/18