city cafe

City cafe
Baku,
3:00
I’m just opening my eyes.
Yes I was sleeping till 3 am.

Civilization starts.
My friend and I go to one cafe in the downtown. And now I’m sitting in “city cafe”. Here we’re eating pasta. The lights are so warm inside the cafe, and the chairs are so comfortable, I want to sleep again.
But here comes the sun, two girls just entered the cafe. They are from Azerbaijan, but they speak in Russian. Maybe it’s fashion for them. They are looking in the menu very carefully. One of the girls touched her neck like she was making massage and then moved to her necklace. Disturbing the necklace she opens her red lips.

“Hey, we decided!”
“So, what will you order?”
“One cola, juice, and two hamburgers!”

Her everybody is resting except the silence. Yes, he’s making so big noise. But again the two girls are breaking the silence.

“Listen, don’t be like that. You can have the pillow in your hands and hug it. You can sit like this or that, you can change your chair.”
And the girl’s showing her friend all the poses how she can sit in the place.
I finished my pasta and it’s time to leave.