"Are you listening?" Bellamy snaps his fingers in front of Clarke's face so she could look at him. "Clarke?"
Clarke finally looks at Bellamy, who looks very angry. It isn't her fault that everytime Lexa crosses her mind, she thinks of her lips and her eyes, then she thinks of Aden and within a few seconds she can see herself helping Lexa to choose a cute little tuxedo for the kid to wear on their wedding.
Ok, lunch. Right.
"I'm sorry," she says and then pretends to yawn, getting back her attention to her plate of cold pasta. "I didn't sleep too well last night."
"I can see that," he raises his eyebrows. "But it's been a couple of days since you've been acting weird and looking too much at your phone during the meetings. And you know what?" he looks around to see if their boss is around. "Even Jaha asked me what the hell is wrong with you."
It probably isn't very clever to dish your boss during lunch time with a bunch of other workmates, but Clarke doesn't care.
"Oh, he did?" she puts her fork on her plate and it makes a loud noise. "Now he can see through the pot smoke that hovers his head all day?"
Bellamy smiles, trying his best to no laugh. Clarke smiles too, it's not like they have different behaviors inside the building.
"But in the case he asks again," Bellamy says. "What should I say?"
Clarke evaluates her options. He could say that she's stressed, but then it actually makes no sense, Clarke loves her job and it's not stressful at all. It's not everyone that can make it to the Ark Design Co., as known as a pretty big deal on the city and a very fun place to work at. She's almost in her way to get a promotion as one of the best graphic designers of the company, being stressed and tired doesn't look like a good thing to be at the moment.
"You could say that Clarke Griffin is being a stalker for 4 days of a girl she's pretty sure she's falling for, and it's been exhausting missing her this much." Clarke tries to bring it up casually, but Bellamy doesn't keep it low.
Instead, he laughs. Really loud.
"No fucking way!"
Clarke rolls her eyes. "Lunch is almost over, come on, we need to brainstorm a little bit more."
"Ready to go?" Bellamy asks as he grabs his coat from his chair. Clarke's smiling so big at her phone it is ridiculous. Bellamy thinks she looks like a preteen that just earned a cell phone. "Don't you get tired of texting this girl?"
"Nope," she looks at him and pouts. "It's not her, Lexa takes hours to respond, she's pretty busy working and being a mom," Clarke explains. "It's Raven, she wants me to go at this new coffee shop nearby with her, want to come?"
"No, thank you," he answers and puts on his coat. "I need to do some stuff. See you tomorrow, then, Clarke."
Clarke blinks at him.
Some stuff.
"Good nap, see you tomorrow."
Bellamy stops and turns around one last time. "And enjoy your time at the cafe, birthday girl," he smiles so does Clarke.
"Wait," Clarke says. "Is it here?" Raven hums while she parks the car in a spot in front of the place. It's a miracle, the place is always full. Clarke glances to the coffee shop through the window. This place has been becoming the talk around town and by the way it looks on the outside, she honestly can't understand why. It just looks like a tiny wooden coffee shop with pretty lighting on the inside, surrounded by grey concret buildings. It feels out of place, Clarke thinks.
"Don't judge until you get in." Raven warns. They get out of the car and in a few steps they enter the so called Tree House.
And Clarke's eyes open wide.
It looks small from the outside, but it actually is a spacious place. Clarke immediatly focus her attention on the sliding door near the counter, it's ajar and she notices there's far too many lighting coming out of it.
"Everything here is organic and it actually has a garden there on the back," Raven points to the sliding door. "There's a deck around a tree and it's the most pretty and flowered open space I've ever visited."
"It's so well decorated." Clarke says and Raven nods with a smile.
They sit on the only empty table by the wall and puts their elbows on top of the surface.
"So, my mom." Clarke begins with a smile and Raven bites her under lip to avoid crying.
"This is ridiculous."
"It is," Clarke chuckles. "But hey, you can't choose who you fall in love with, even if it's your bestfriend's old married mom."
"She's leaving Kane one day, I know it." Raven says, her voice sounding a little bit too serious. "I don't care if it's 50 years from now."
Clarke begins to regret inviting Raven to pass the holidays at her mom's house last year. They both got along like best friends, but when Abby told Raven she's like a daughter to her, Raven's heart parted in a million pieces.
"There's no chance for you Rae." Clarke says and picks up the menu from the table, Raven looks at her as if she was feeling betrayed. "I'm sorry, but I'm saying again, we need to find you a distraction until you get over it."
"Fine," she snorts and picks up the menu too. "Until then I'll choke myself on cappuccino and cookies."
"Good."
Raven smirks.
"And what do you want? Since it's your birthday let me at least pay you something. Anything," she says. "Even the cheapest stuff here on the menu, I swear."
Clarke smiles. She hates her birthdays but Raven always tries to make her feel special by little ways.
"Ready to order?" a young lady asks.
"What are the options for clients that are having their birthdays today?" Raven asks very seriously, as if the quality of the place would depend on that question.
"Oh, I can see with my boss but we definitely have some sort of dessert," she answers, "I'll talk to her and I'll be right back."
Lexa's a mess. She takes a break from work and sits down on a chair, away from all the people. She takes her phone out of her pocket and thinks of Clarke, as usual. They have been texting for the past 4 days but very briefly, and Lexa wants it just like that. She thinks that if Clarke finds out about Aden she'll probably give up on her, like all the others did.
But, oh.
Clarke's so good with her she wants to own her attention for as long as she can. The best part of Lexa's day has been Clarke texting her "good mornings" and "good nights".
However, Lexa's probably already so screwed. Lincoln informed her that his new girlfriend is the girl that she met at Clarke's apartment. At this point, Clarke probably knows about Aden. That's why she was recently tagged in photo with a girl on her facebook. They're on a date, Lexa reasons.
Lucky son of a biscuit.
She clicks on the photo to see it zoomed and-
Wait.
She recognizes the table and the picture on the wooden wall.
"Hangin' w/ bday girl at Tree House"
"Lexa," Charlotte enters the tiny office. "There's a birthday client."
Lexa looks to the girl, still disoriented.
Well,
Fuck.