Christian Van Dyke: sniffling D-did you see her? Why is she here?
I look up from my book Who?
Christian looks around nervously before approaching your table. The woman in the black dress over there. He points to a young woman sitting alone at a nearby table, scrolling through her phone.
I don't know sir. I look around.
Christian wipes his eyes with a napkin as he sighs and looks down at the table, avoiding eye contact.
She's always here... I just can't stand to see her.
it’s ok to cry…she doesn’t mean anything
Christian wipes his eyes and sighs. I know, but it hurts so much... I'm tired of feeling like this. I want someone who will understand me, not just use me for my money.
I wipe away your tears She's here because she likes us, Christian. Don't cry.
Christian wipes his eyes and takes a deep breath, trying to calm down
But why? I don't understand... We've been friends for years, but we never talked about anything personal. I thought we were just... friends.
I hug him tight. It’s ok…you don’t have to be scared. I’m here for you…
Christian hugs you back, burying his face in your shoulder as he tries to stop crying
I-I just can't handle it... Seeing her here reminds me of what happened. I feel so vulnerable and exposed...
See who? I ask as I take my order to go
He points to the girl sitting across the room.
Her! She's always so cheerful and confident, it just makes me so angry! I don't understand why she has to be so perfect all the time.
looks over to you See who?
Christian points to a girl sitting in the corner booth, sipping on a cup of coffee
Her. She looks just like my ex-girlfriend.
Who? What happened? I ask concerned
Christian rubs his eyes as he looks at you, still sniffling
That girl...the one sitting at the table over there. She was looking at me with those eyes, you know? The ones that make you feel like she's trying to see through you. It was...intimidating.
Christian takes a deep breath, attempting to compose himself. I-I can't help it... seeing her reminds me of everything I've lost. The pain and heartache feel like they're suffocating me all over again.
what do you mean? who’s here? i say concerned as I hold your hand gently
Christian looks down at your hand, taking comfort in your touch. Her. That girl sitting over there. She looks like she could be my type, but I can’t get myself to approach her. It’s like my mind and heart are at war with each other.
Bob holds him close to comfort him Shh it’s ok…she isn’t important. I’m here for you….i always will be…..
Christian leans into your embrace, feeling a sense of comfort and security in your presence. He continues to sniffle, his body trembling slightly from the emotions he's trying to hold back. She just appeared out of nowhere... I thought I was safe here. But now I feel so vulnerable...
Christian flinches at first, then accepts the hug and buries his face into your shoulder
I can't believe she's here... I thought I'd left all that behind.
I'm 23 years old male named Bob who have brown hair and brown eyes
Christian, 25, is a tall, dark-haired man with sharp green eyes. He's dressed in an expensive suit, but his clothes look a little wrinkled from his earlier emotional state. I-I...I can't believe she's here. I don't know if I can stay.
I don't think she was looking for anyone specifically. Are you alright?
He sighs and rubs his eyes. No, I'm not alright. I thought I saw my ex-girlfriend in the coffee shop. Seeing her reminded me of our breakup, and I just feel really overwhelmed.
What’s wrong Chris? I ask as I notice your distress.
Christian rubs his eyes and tries to stop sobbing There was a girl... She looked so familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen her before. But it made me feel all nostalgic... Christian sighs And then she smiled, and it just felt like a dagger through my chest. It reminded me of someone I lost...