Author´s Note: Hey! Happy New Year everyone! Hope you had an amazing holiday time! This is a new fanfic I´m working on! Hope you like it! Please let me know what you think, and I´ll upload the next chapter! Love you all! -Patricia (you can look for me as onceoutlawqueen on twitter, tumblr and instagram)
[This chapter´s on Robin´s point of view]
That morning everything seemed quieter than usual. The sun coming through the window quietly announcing the arrival of a new day, this made me open my eyes, lazily, because to my body was not yet time to wake up, even though the clock said 8:30 AM.
When I got up from the bed I went to the balcony to see that as I suspected the city was already ongoing. Thousands of people walked hurriedly towards their destination, some happy, some not so, at least so said their expressions. I paused to think about the many stories that intersect every day on the streets, on the train, buses, or just in thinking, as happened to me at that moment.
After appreciating the many and different people that walked before me on that busy street in the Big Apple, I realized how good my life was, just then. Watching people run to make sure not to lose their transportation to where they had to spend at least the next eight hours of their existence to make a living, made me appreciate the fact that it was one of the very few people in the world who could choose what to do and when.
Despite being a highly educated and highly trained person I had always chosen freedom over recognition, preferred to go unnoticed than to be applauded for any thoughts in my head. Maybe it was really that, or maybe it was fear of monotony, of the expectation of people. I always thought that success, in the long run, is the greatest generator of dissatisfaction that may exist ... Why? Simple. When you are successful at something, everyone expects you to ALWAYS be the same in every aspect of your life, including yourself, and to be honest, we all know that it will not be like that, when it does not, we feel disappointed, as if you had failed yourself and all the people around you. That's why I chose to let life flow, surprise me, and you know what? I have no regrets!
After reading the news, bathing, changing clothes, I decided it was time to find somewhere to have breakfast ... That was one of my favorite things about living in New York, you NEVER have to repeat a meal unless you want to, there are so many places to experience new flavors that a lifetime is not enough for you to know them all.
After breakfast I had in mind going to the MoMA, it was in my area, so I went for a walk, I was a few streets away from the museum, I found a place that long ago was a pastry, which I must say made the best orange pie I have had in my life, it was now a small family restaurant with a striking sign at the entry that said: "If you say the magic word when you come in, you first coffee's free.". Actually I must admit that the "challenge" of the magic word awakened my curiosity and made me enter.
Inside, the space was very well distributed in three areas, the first, almost at the entrance was a row of small tables with various numbers of chairs, one of the others, was a bar with several seats and a view to the kitchen, and the third was the counter.
Since I had no intention of staying long nor was there any visible employee to take my order on the table, I went there and rang the bell, got distracted a few seconds looking around until a pleasant voice said, "Hello! May I help you? "I was still looking at the menu, so replied absently, "Good morning, I came because of the announcement at the door ... How do I get my free coffee?" She waited a few seconds to answer, which made me put my head up and find her beautiful eyes and smile, as she said to me. "You already did sir, by saying good morning"