Elhayym

She entered the building and crossed the smooth floor to the elevator. It was quiet. And it was morning. She changed her mind and headed back to the bar and sat at a table with a man already on it. Looking around a few people caught her gaze. A girl sitting near her was dressed in punk wear. Ripped jeans and a sleeveless tee. She was drawing with a charcoal pencil and wiping her eyes every now and then with a tissue. Another person, a guy, was drinking something dark and looked like he was falling asleep. He hadn't shaved yet and he was wearing a knitted jacket, and occasionally talking to himself. A table full of girls dressed to walk around the boardwalk was chattery and light. They were all sharing away advice and asking each other about calories. Pretty quiet and the server came over early. "No I haven't decided yet" she said. Still tired, she tugged at her sleeves, then asked for some more time. A guy sat down next to her and asked her why she was following him. He was dressed

The girl stretched her legs and sat down again. She was first at the sofa, then at the table, then in the kitchen-standing near the sink of the guy's apartment. She looked around for bowls, then awkwardly grabbed some breakfast stuff and started working. She was only going to have something and wait, but then decided to put something out for the guy who saved her as well. She put the coffee in the coffee maker and grabbed some small packets of cereal, mixed them, and went to find fruit in the fridge. It was pretty quiet and she felt immense relief at being warm and indoors. The rain fell outside, but was basically soundless. She grabbed a styrofoam cup of coffee and stood at the screen (she'd opened the door earlier), and listened to the rain as she sipped and thought about the guy who was probably sleeping still or at work for some reason and hadn't told her. She moved some of her stuff and his, to the table and continued eating. Munching away at the cereal while flipping through