Jack went to the Vietnamese cafe, it was a restaurant but to get more seats filled it became a
cafe
during certain times. You couldn't get soup, but espresso. The sign outside said espresso yourself written in chalk. And Jack chuckled to himself, not because he liked the joke, but how much he disliked it he didn't think he could dislike something more. Still the coffee was good and they had wifi. There he drank two espressos, and coded. Sometimes he watched motivational videos. Then he would have to go outside and look far away. Its something people talked about at his school. Like the pomodoro or tomato method he called it. To him he didn't need a method just needed a break. He sighed and looked around outside the cafe. Down there was the hospital and bus stop, other way went up a hill. At this moment he wished he smoked. He tried at college, always coughing. For awhile he said he only smokes weed. But that wasn't even true. Sometimes when his friends would ask do you feel it, he would just nod along, squinting his eyes a little to match theres. Laughing at weird places. He liked the people at
college
though. They thought similar to him, not like this place. There wouldn't be a fucking vietnamese pho cafe at college. That could only exist here. He went back inside. Another espresso. Yessir. I'll put it on your tab. The guy smiled at him, and he politely smiled back.
The TV was playing the Blue man christmas special. Where he danced with different celebrities. Or more like he would forced them this way and that. Then after the judges gave him a perfect score. Just like last year Jack thought. The Blue man to him looked the same as always. He hated him if he thought too hard, or maybe he was afraid. Its just weird a grown man doing that. He sighed, okay what was the problem again. Need to make a game of
chess
? Should be easy he thought.
