Snippet: Sitting with my legs up in my favourite coffee shop, I start to read my book on Greek mythology. The hustle and bustle of the shop makes me feel cosy and relaxed. The bell rings by the door and then I catch it, the distinct perfume of my ex. I peer over my book and there she is, standing in line. Pink hair still intact, wearing a tank top and jean shorts, standing in her "I can wear them anywhere" boots.