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NothingLa Ratatouille, a now somewhat popular little bistro on Rue des Capucines, happened to be located quite near a famous Parisian bar a few streets down, known as Harry's New York Bar.
Alfredo had never been to Harry's himself, as he wasn't much of a drinker, but had been invited to go by some of his old friends from Gusteau's. Larousse Duránte happened to catch wind of Alfredo and Colette's recent break up and decided that Alfredo needed some cheering up. He rounded up the rest of the old kitchen crew, then surprised Alfredo by showing up at La Ratatouille a few minutes before closing.
"You gotta come to Harry's with us," Larousse insisted, grinning excitedly like he always did. "There's nothing like a few drinks to get rid of anxiety."
Alfredo eyed each of the chefs a little nervously. "I but, you know I don't drink."
"Well, now's the time to get started," Horst dryly replied. "Lonely men and drinking go hand in hand."
The rest of the chefs were grinning, urging Alfredo to co
Liar : prologue to Break EvenAlfredo's heart always skipped a beat when he looked into her eyes. She noticed him staring at her and gave a gentle giggle, turning her eyes away in slight embarrassment.
He smiled to himself a little. How in the world did he get so lucky?
"Y-you I mean, be careful driving home tonight," he softly called after her. Colette was nearly out the door of the restaurant when he spoke, and she stopped for a moment to turn around and face him.
"I will, mon amour, don't worry," she replied with a sweet smile on her face. Her eyes glittered and danced and Alfredo felt himself blushing at her gaze. She gave a soft laugh and held out her arms. "Come here, lily-liver."
Alfredo stepped forward and wrapped his arms around her, placing a hand on the back of her head and slipping his fingers through her silky hair. He pressed his cheek to her head and closed his eyes. He could feel her breath melting into his skin. She eased out of his grasp for a moment, then lifted her hands up and pres
cross our paths
for their effects
every poem begins with sometimes
every dream begins with maybe
Short PoemHer eyes return my gaze,
A gentle “Hello” at first glance.
Those chocolate brown coloured eyes,
So full of love and compassion.
Without a sound from my lips,
A solitary cry escapes.
Her serene marble-like stare,
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