Orange Lori had been waiting an hour for Green Gerry at a coffee joint. Pissed, she swigged green tea latte and smoked a heap of red cigarettes to shake off frustration.
A creepy blue boy sat on the opposite table. She didn’t mind his occasional stares until she was certain the guy was on to her. Like he knew her. Finally, however, the late Green Gerry came. Orange Lori was so relieved she forgot about being pissed.
An orange girl walked in clumsily and skimmed the café. She was off to meet the creepy blue boy for the first time.
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