“Where are we going?”

“There is a coffee and a sandwich with your name on it”

“Sweet!”

They walked for a few blocks under the shiny sunlight, and walked inside a premier coffee shop.

“There!” Greg said pointing to a couple who was barely finishing their coffee and standing up from their chairs.

“Dude! Talking about being in the right place at the right time, it takes forever to get a table here”

Greg placed and waited for their order and came back to the table, with the collegiate breakfast.

“So …What do you know about this 2012 thing?”

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Back at Hope’s apartment, things were flying over the air, hitting things everywhere.

“I fucking hate you so much right now!” She barked furiously when she recognized her attacker. “You scared me to death!, just go away” she said standing up “Your face is the last thing I want to see around here at this moment” She screamed her lungs out to the tall and well dressed gentleman that unsuccessfully attempted to calm her down.

“Hope, you got to calm down and listen!” he said.

“Get the fuck out of my face please, seriously” She paused. “…before I grab the fucking gun and shoot you for real! What made you think that sneaking inside my apartment was a good idea, is my fucking apartment goddamn it?” she snorted angry.