[4:55PM] Eric
I sipped the sweet yet bitter beverage as the hues of light shone onto the table colouring it in a slight orange that seemed to compliment the lights present in the café. The air filled with a strong scent of coffee and baked goods. I patiently waited for Eric to finish the game he continued to play on his phone.
Eric had me promise that we would work on the project together because friends help each other out. This was why we planned to meet at the café in the first place. However, things weren’t going as planned. I drank my coffee in silence while Eric told me a story about what a wonderful time he had with his bro at the baseball game. After he finished the story he went silent as he lost himself in his little world.
My eyes caught a glance of the lonely notes at the end of the table. I set back my drink, remembering the deadline for the project. According to the professor, 3 days were enough to complete it. In his words, he could complete it within a day and a half. Not that I care but for someone who teaches the same thing every year, I expected him to be able to do it within one; but of course we aren’t ready for that conversation.
Unintentionally a deep sigh escaped my lips. “Okay. Okay. Just give me a min and I’ll be done. Okay? Like I don’t even need the entire minute. That’s how fast I’ll finish it.” He replied. His voice as bright as ever, eyes never once leaving the screen.
I leaned back into the chair after grabbing one of the notes. I proceeded to read the notes as the warm atmosphere helped me calm the nervousness I had due to the sudden burden of assignments piling up.
A few minutes passed by as I read through the notes. Out of curiosity, I look up to find Eric still staring at his phone as his fingers repeatedly continued smacking the device.
“So, how many days?” I asked causing Eric to look at me in surprise.
“Huh?!”
“How many more days?”
He stared at me for a while trying to understand before he scoffed in disbelief. “Wah- Little old me can’t even live a little?!”
I smirked at his reaction. “By all means enjoy your time but this project won’t finish and submit itself.” He makes a painful expression towards you.
“Dude please, my brain has worked too much to just start studying.” His words exaggerating as he spoke. You pursed your lips, nodding your head up and down. Placing the notes back on the pile of notes that laid untouched on the table.
“I could delay it in return for a treat I guess.”, I said as I looked out the window thinking about something to distract myself for the time being. Eric went back to playing his game, aggressively nodding his head.
“Yea, you do you, my liege. You do your thing and I do mine. Then we work on the project, maybe tomorrow” I side-eyed him, annoyed by his carelessness. As I stared, I noticed the rather generous sized cake slice sitting on a plate waiting to be devoured. It was nicely placed in the centre of the table.
Before I could think, I reached for one of the forks on the plate. As if on instinct, Eric noticed the gesture. Right as I dug the fork into the slice, a gentle yet firm grip seemed to keep me from digging in further. I looked up, eyes catching Eric's.
“I thought I could treat myself.”
“Of course you can but your own slice.”
“Don’t you think that is a bit unfair? Besides, you were supposed to pay today and I want cake.”
Eric thought for a while before he spoke, “This is the one I got for myself. So me being the great person I am, I’ll offer a deal. I’ll buy you the entire cake for when we leave but this slice is mine alone.”
He flashed a pretty smile, lifting my hand in the process. He placed it onto the table and patted it before retrieving his own to hold his phone that he had forgotten during the little conversation.
“You’re aware this was the last slice of the Oreo cake?” I asked.
“Oh, I know. Sucks to suck I guess.”
His eyes retrieved to the screen and mine returned to the scrumptious treat sitting in front of me. I shoved the fork in cutting off the tip before Eric could process what had happened. His eyes widened, looking up as he heard the sound of the utensil scratch against the plate.
By the time he reacted, I had already moved the dessert into my mouth. The sight leaves Eric speechless and his hands dropping the phone as they reach for his head. He shrieks in disbelief while I stare at him in shock.
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