Good, good things.

-Hey!

-Hey.

-What is going on? You seemed sad all night. Everyone else is partying.

-*sigh

-You were just there, in the corner, looking through people. Hearing, not listening. Looking, not seeing.

-I'm just here now.

-Are you really? Looks like your body is, not you...

-Why do you care, anyway?

-Well, I tend to see people. I am an observer. And it was interesting watching you. You caught my sight.

-Wow, I’m flattered then.

-Gosh, rather go back and just watch, no need to have this attitude. We’re all out here dancing and having a good time.

-Sorry.

-Do you want a drink? Free tequilas today.

-ok. Bring me two.

-Here. Cheers. Please drink and smile.

-Wow, I needed that. Thanks.

-Tequilas make good moods.

-(laughs)

-Finally, a smile. Drink the other one.

-You won’t need to ask twice.

-Way to go girl! Badass wild lady in the house!

-You don’t know me. I am not wild, trust me.

-My name is Blue by the way, and I can get you more drinks just to see you smile again.

-I’m good, thanks. I’m Skye.

-Wow, Blue and Skye, what a pair, doesn’t get any cheesier does it?

-Oh, listen to this one! I love this song. Makes me want to dance and forget. Good, good things!!

-Want to go to the dance floor? Might be good to get out of this corner before you grow some roots here.

-No.

-Girl, you are difficult.

-Down there I won’t be able to listen to you, it’s just that.

-Oh, so you are enjoying my company…

-You didn’t give me much of a choice.

-I need to smoke. Join me upstairs?

-Yeah, some fresh air will be good.

-The city looks amazing from here, doesn’t it, Skye?

-Yeah. Look at those stars. I could sleep out here forever.

-Me too. Specially with you.

-You make me feel better each minute, you do see people, and make them feel better.

-Thanks

-You should be named Yellow, or Pink…not blue.

-That is a fun analogy. But I do love my name. In some countries, it does have a happy meaning though.

-Why did you come here tonight?

-I just wanted to celebrate the end of the lockdown and dance all the tensions off.

-You like punk rock too, or you just picked a random place full of booze and people wearing black?

-I love it. It’s part of my life and philosophy. To Inquire about things, to not conform, to raise questions and to rage a bit against the system, but not as a radical, just a normal person worried about oppression.

-I feel just the same about it. Good, good things, huh?

-What do you do for a living, Skye?

-I am a tattoo artist. You?

-I am a freelance writer and video editor. I write for some newspapers and make some videos for some companies.

-oh, wow, another great song! Makes me want to jump and release all fears.

-So let’s jump!! Jump Skye, jump girl!!

-This feels so good, and young, and free! Yay.

-Kiss me right now!

-Yes.

-You are beautiful, Skye.

-You are a dream, Blue.

-It’s almost 2:00 a.m.

-I didn’t even know this place was opened until this late.

-Maybe it’s because it’s the end of the lockdown.

-Or maybe it’s because, they closed and didn’t see us here!

-Oh no, how could they not see is here?

-Well, we kinda trespassed. We weren’t supposed to be up here.

-ha, ha, you are crazy. Now get us out of here.

-Well, the door downstairs is clearly locked. So, we can spend the night here and freeze at some point, or we can sleep on the stairs, I guess.

-Or we can jump to the roof next door and then try to reach that emergency staircase and go get some breakfast food somewhere.

-Skye, my girl, there is a wild lady in there after all…

-There is. I was just a bit down today.

-Why?

-I don’t even remember why. It’s all kinda blurry and black.  I Just remember Blue now.

-Cheesy!

-Come on, move. Let’s get down there.

-After you.

-Ouch, that hurt. My legs are kinda numb.

-Here I come! Ouch! That was quite a leap.

-You ok?

-Yup. We survived. Now just one more staircase and breakfast food it is.

-Here we go again. Just some more stairs now.

-Skye and Blue, the escape!

-Uber cheesy. I’m glad I am the writer, not you!

-I’m too old for this. Can’t do these things anymore, Blue.

-What? Kissing strangers or jumping from buildings?

-Don’t make me laugh. I wanna pee, but not while going down these stairs.

-There is a Starbucks nearby. We can stop there. Just one more step!

-I mean kissing strange girls in fact.  

-You never kissed a girl?

-Nope.

-Wow, glad to be the first.

-I knew I liked both genders but it’s my first time, real life, not over a camera with a woman.

-Camera?

-I’ll leave that part to another time. High school stuff.

-Ok. But now I am really curious.

-One day I’ll tell you all about it. Now, I want more of you.

-Here we are. Go pee. I’ll get us some black coffee.

-So we can rethink the night sober?

-No, so I can enjoy the real you.

-Yum! You take the coffee just like I do, thanks.

-Are you married?

-Yes.

-To a guy.

-Yes.

-Kids?

-Yes.

-Coffee goes in, truth comes out.

-Go on.

-What.

-Ask me.

-What?

-Wow, now look who is all moody, looking but not seeing, hearing but not listening, head down in a corner?

-*sigh

-Blue. Ask me.

-What?

-If I would like to do it again?

-would you?

-Yes.

-kiss me?

-Be with you, kiss you, drink under the stars, jump balconies and run roofs. Yes.

-But…

-I have a married status, never said we live together. We are getting divorced.

-So…

-Another coffee? For all the good, good things?

-Yes, please.