"Well, I'll be coming back to that shop," Lee said to his friend as they walked through the company's office's glass front door, "I need to see -- ..... WHOAAAA~!"
He was greeted by the company's pretty red-haired receptionist, with her seemingly Double D-sized boobs trying to jump out of her half-opened blouse.
Lee turned his eyes sideways,
"Happy Birthday, Lee~~!" Cindy purred in her low seductive voice as she leaned further forward her desk to show her assets to the young man.
Lee kept his eyes fixated on the suddenly interesting white walls, "Uh, Thanks, Cindy."
James just furrowed his brows, "Cindy, put them away. And wearing push-up bras with too much padding is not good for you. You're flat chested anyway, who are you trying to foo...~"
He quickly ducked down as there was suddenly a flying stapler aimed at his head.
James quickly herded Lee inside the office, leaving the fuming red-faced young woman. Lee pursed his lips at James, "Thanks, man."
"Hey, no probs," James shrugged, "I'm serious though. At most she's only a B cup. Those round melons are from her bra. Believe me, I know," he lifted his chin in arrogance,
"I have three older sisters with the whole world's tricks in their books."
Lee chuckled. James said in serious tone, "But man, I love you and all - no homo - but don't ever get together with Sandra."
Sandra was one of his older sisters, who was the same age as Lee. She had not been too subtle in her advancements towards him.
James continued, "Not that I don't want you to actually be my brother. But she's evil," James shuddered, "Yes, she has big natural boobs. But that's all she has. No brain! She's a witch!"
"Poor witch, I mean, Sandra...," Lee thought.
Then James grinned at him, "But that girl we met earlier, though! She's a solid C," James gestured while making circular movement with his palms over his chest.
Lee tried to keep his face expressionless, "C .... C....," his face fell as he murmured to himself,
"Oh God, please don't have boner. Please don't have a boner now."
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He could go through Monday's work just fine, but later that night, he couldn't help himself.
After ordering home delivery for his dinner, he searched for 'Mia Simmons' on facebook. Luckily there were only a handful of people, and only one was in London. She didn't keep her facebook profile private, too. And her profile picture... .
That caused Lee to twist and turn on his sofa in agony, while pressing his phone over his chest.
He looked like a lunatic.
He finally let go of his phone, and stared at her profile, hovering his finger on the 'send private message' button.
"She will ignore me. She will think I'm a creep."
He took a deep breath, clenched and unclenched his fists, put his phone on the coffee table, walked around said coffee table, walked around it again, and again,
and again he walked around the table, his eyes never left the screen with the zoomed in profile photo.
He finally sat down and grabbed his phone, and took another deep breath as he pressed the button, typing,
"Hi. Hope you are well."
"Ok, that was lame," Lee wryly thought, "But I have my profile photo, too. If she bothered to look at it, hopefully she will remember about this morning?"
Then he stared at it for God knew how long, even letting his apartment's buzzer rang a few times when the delivery guy came with his dinner.
When he received his dinner box from the delivery guy, he returned to his sofa, and forgot to breath as the screen had changed,
'read' - the messaging system showed just under his earlier typed message.
But then -- nothing. He waited for hours.
Lee skipped his dinner that night, dejected.
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On Thursday morning, Lee practically dragged James to CafeGood, although James didn't really want to accompany him due to his fear of certain barista.
John perked up when he saw both men from afar,
"Mr. Lee Tanaka and Mr. James Han," his eyes brightened, "Espresso and latte, no sugar, right?"
Lee was amused - either John had an absolutely amazing memory, or both James and himself had really left a deep impression, "Yes, please. And please call me Lee," And he gestured towards his friend, "Just call him James."
James: "Hey!! Why did you decide for me!"
Lee ignored him while looking at the shop's surrounding, "Not yet?"
John smiled, knowing exactly who he was referring to, "No, she hasn't come ye....," then he grinned, "Actually, here she comes~~~."
True to his sing-song announcement, the object of Lee's fascination walked across the road, towards them. She nodded at the both of them, then smiled at John,
"John, these gents' coffee are on me today," She offered her debit card to the barista, "And the usual for me, too. Thanks"
John grinned, "Got it."
Mia then turned to look at Lee, "Thank you for the other day. You really didn't have to shout me a coffee," She chuckled softly, seemingly teasing him. It tickled Lee's heart.
She continued, "So I insist today's on me. Luckily you are here, too."
"It's no luck," Lee thought. Before his nerves dwindled further, Lee offered his outstretched hands. He hoped his palm wasn't sweating,
"Lee Tanaka."
Mia stared at his offered hand for a second, before smiling even wider at him and shook his hand,
"Mia Simmons."
"I know."
Lee stared at his hand after she released her handshake. "Maybe I can get away with not washing it for the entire day.... ."
James also offered his hand, "James Han."
"Mia Simmons. Nice to meet you." she shook his hands, too.
"Need to get him to wash his hands..."
While waiting for their coffee, Lee decided to strike up a conversation. This woman had left him in misery for two days and a half. He couldn't miss his chance now,
"Uh, I sent you a private message by facebook."
Her smile stiffened as she furrowed her brows.
"Sorry if I look like a creep," Lee tried to not show his nervousness on his face, "But I got your name from John and I had to message you."
Mia's lips were quirked upwards, "For what?"
Lee was at a loss. Indeed - for what?
"Um, to let you know that I have paid for your coffee?"
James groaned from besides him and nudged his side ribs with his elbow. Not so lightly. Lee choked.
"Very smooth, bro." James whispered in disgust.
Mia stared at him, then James, then at him again. A few seconds of silence befell them. Mia then let out a crisp amused laugh that seemed to have lifted Lee up from the drowning water he was feeling.
His back must be cold-sweating.
Mia took out her phone from her handbag, and showed both men her screen as she opened her Facebook app and her messenger app,
"Was this you?" she asked, while gesturing at the screen - Lee's lone message from Monday night on it.
"Yes...," Lee scratched the back of his neck, suddenly feeling very embarrassed.
Mia opened his profile, and very decisively clicked the 'add friend' button,
"There. As we have formally introduced each other in real life, let's be friends on social media, too." She gave him a small grin.
Lee whipped out his own phone so quick, then his Facebook app, then clicked 'accept' on her friend's request.
James also followed suit to add her on Facebook, much to Lee's dismay.