Prompt one: You meet an old friend/enemy in your favorite restaurant
I breathed a sigh of relief as I walked through the doors of my favorite restaurant in Tokyo. It reminded me of the fancy cafe's in Paris that one summer where I went, with him.
I would never forget his perfect face.
As the waiter brought me to a table, I noticed a man and a beautiful woman. The woman was in a red silk kimono dress, and Asian. Her black hair was swept up in a french twist, and her small red cupid lips curved in a small smile. The man... Was her old love.
It was him, James. "J-James?" I stuttered. I couldn't believe it. "I'm sorry, do we know each other?" It was him exactly, but what he said broke her heart even more. He cheated on her, lied to her, and made her heart broken, and thanks to him, made her mistrust of men so strong.
"It's me, Rose. The girl you took to Paris?" She said in a low voice. The woman he was dining with exchanged glances between him and her and gave Rose the eye. "James, who is this woman?" She said nervously. "Who knows, there is a lot of nuts here in Tokyo, lets go." I exclaimed but before I could say anything James and his date got out of their chairs and strode out to the door. I felt a fuming, burning feeling in my chest, like my heart exploding, I've felt this before for the same person.
I hated him, but I could not help but love and miss him.
I needed help, so I pulled out a cigarette.
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