over200 (6/15/09 6:08 p.m.) : Oh darling, please let me see you. I need to meet you. I need to hold you.
iry (6/15/09 6:17 p.m.) : Okay…we can meet tomorrow evening at…?
over200 (6/15/09 6:17) : Starbucks? 6?
iry (6/15/09 6:18 p.m.) : Sure.
over200 (6/15/09 6:19 p.m.) : Oh, thank you! I love you even more now(if that is possible)!
iry (6/15/09 6:19 p.m.) : Yes, I love you, too. How will we know each other?
over200 (6/15/09 6:20 p.m.) : Oh, we'll know. We'll just know…
[iry has logged off]
[over200 has logged off]
INCOMING TEXT: 10 more hours, my dear! Have a lovely day at work!
Despite the sweet message I received on my phone this morning, my day was particularly dreadful. I forgot the file that I'd been working on and I was supposed to have a progress report with the jack ass today. So, I had to beg and plead to let me bring it in tomorrow. All day I was in a zone with my clients, thinking about tonight. I even forgot about Mrs. Kim and had to run to Pier 1 to buy a new lamp, since the other one she decided to "use". I was thanking the heavens when 5 o' clock came. I rushed home to pick out the perfect outfit. Nothing in my closet seemed suitable for such a big event, but I finally decided on a purple baby doll dress, black tights, and purple heels. Driving to the location was a whirlwind. My fingers were numb and my legs started shaking as I came into the parking lot. After 6 months of saying I love you, I could finally say it out loud. Walking into Starbucks, the first person I see is, guess who, him. The devil. He is just getting his coffee and goes to sit down at a laptop. I look around and see computers. I forgot this was an Internet café. Before he could see me, I sit at a computer on the opposite side of the café, but just stare at the people walking in and out.
A few hours pass and the store is almost closing. I've been pretty hooked on my pinball game and am completely startled when a waitress comes up and tells me their about to close. I nod and seem slightly disappointed. He didn't show up.
I decided to check my email and what do you know, he's online. I type a quick message.
iry (6/16/09 9:31 p.m.) : Where are you?
over200 (6/16/09 9:32 p.m.) : I'm at Starbucks, where are you?
iry (6/16/09 9:33 p.m.) : ….I'm at Starbucks. Are we at the same one? This one is about to close.
over200 (6/16/09 9:34 p.m.) : Yeah. The one on 51st and 2nd, right?
iry (6/16/09 9:35 p.m.) : Yeah…
I look up and there's only one person left in the café, him. And he's on the computer. He looks up at me, too. He must've figured it out, as well. I'm in love with my enemy. How can he be so cruel in person and such an angel online? We both stand up and walk so we're about ten feet away from each other.
"Iry?" He says.
"Over200?" I say.
"Shikamaru." He confirms.
"Ino." I sigh…
I see you today
My soul full of pain
We're meant to be apart
Your eyes sear through me
Can't find a nice bone in my body
Can't find a warm loving heart
Online Angel
The screen can't hide my feelings
Full of rage, face to face
All goes away
With your online angel
I'm online tonight
Waiting for your reply
Love is in the air
It's so confusing
The next day
I thought you'd care
Online Angel
The world hides my feelings
Full of love, Internet dove,
Sets me free of,
You
Online Angel
Fin.