lens | "I could've sworn I saw someone like you"

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I grabbed my coffee, sitting on a sofa and went back from staring at the photo.

The captured twenty-seven pictures saved on my Polaroid camera, and there's only one caught my attention.

The photo of the blonde guy and me.

I pouted when I realized I didn't look great. It's like a stolen and ugly shot of mine and I'm really bitter about it.

Just in a moment, my sight suddenly stared at him.

He has a hundred one percent charming smile, I hope everybody's prepared when someone's taking a photo. -__-

I was so sad. I still haven't take a shot on the Basilica.

Basilica. The view I've ever always wanted to stare.

After I got dressed up, I went to the best restaurant in Italy to have a meal, the Osteria Francescana.

The tall, dark and handsome security guard handed me a book. I wrote my name on a logbook of customers so I can come inside.

While waiting for a waiter to take up my orders, I grabbed my Polaroid camera and started taking a picture of this restaurant.

The last three days of living in Rome.

     "What's your order, madame...madame who wears old woman clothes."

I furrowed my brows and immediately looked up at the waiter. I knew it! It's him again!

     "You're on a duty being a waiter. You shouldn't call your customers like that." I winced at him.

He gave me an unbelievable look and chuckled.

     "What's so funny about it?" I rolled my eyes, patiently waiting for him to take my order.

The blonde took a seat and stared at me with a sheepish smile on his face.

     "Sei bellissima." He suddenly said to me.

I furrowed my brows at his statement, "What?"

     "It's an Italian word, idiot." He said.

     "I'm no Italian speaker and I can't speak either so I need English translation."

He just chuckled and removed his mini ribbon on his neck.

     "So, you're not Italian?"

     "Do I look like an Italian?" I shook my head.

     "No. You look like a camel."

     "See? Wait what?!"

He pursed his lips and get something from his pants' pocket.

     "I think this is what you need." He said as he threw it above the table.

     "A pack of cotton buds?"

     "You keep asking me what all the time though."

Damnit! What kind of waiter is this?! This is the first time I've encountered a waiter being rude to a customer.

No wonder why there's only three-person in this resto.

     "Just get my order before I transfer to another resto," I told him.

He suddenly handed me a hand, "Tyler Breeze, at your service."

     "Why did you say it? Did I ask for your name?" I raised my brows as I didn't accept his hand.

     "I like it..." He murmured.

     "You like what?"

I questioned the made him looked little nervous.

     "I forget my name, can I get yours?" He spoke up.

     "You just told me your name and it's Tyler Breeze."

He snapped, "Cool! and I looked so....perfect, right?" He asked as he brings out his phone and looked at the camera.

I was about to speak, "Are you on drugs?" But I stopped myself for everyone's sake.

How could I tell that phrase to the man who lives in this country in which I was just visiting?

     "When are you going to take my order?" I asked instead.

     "Why should I do that?" He snorted, still busy taking selfies, without glancing at me.

     "Of course, you are a waiter!" I almost yelled.

That statement made him looked at me while pointing the other two waiters. "Who said I am one of them?"

     "What?"

     "You need something, boss Tyler?" The waiter asked him as he approached us on the table.

The waiter handed the blonde guy the logbook and the latter smiled at me.

     "Sei bellissima, Kairi."

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