With a Click

U won’t believe this.

What u mean?

I’m in Starbucks Ala Moana across food court by Macy’s. Brawl going on outside window.

?Why u think I won’t believe that?

Because everyone singing and dancing.

?Everyone who?

The guys fighting.

U kidding.

No. 4 real. Like West Side Story.

U kidding me.

No. The fight is like choreographed dance.

Flashmob?

Maybe. Can’t hear them.

Eh go outside stupid.

Gotta get my coffee.

Eh coffee can wait.

Ok.

And?

So weird. I’m outside. Nothing. Jes shoppers.

U punk. What?  Twilight Zone o wot? U high?

No. I swear. All these guys were fighting, singing, and dancing.

Bulls**t!

Barista waving to me. Gotta go.

What? Gotta go dance?

Sh*t. I’m back inside. I see them fighting outside again.

U bulls**t liar. I’m out.

Wait. Try wait.

Fo what?

Just asked barista if she sees it.

And?

She doesn’t. Said if she did she’d try to stop it.

Dude, u must be high. Txt me when u sober.

She looks like Natalie Wood.

Who?

Barista.

Oh. I get it. U in love.

I wish life was a musical. I’d ask her out.

For coffee?

Very funny.

Go get um Tony.

Yeah. Got a feeling something good coming.

Maybe see you at dance tonight?

Ah nah. Maybe. Can’t decide. TTYL Riff.

Right. Eh u better come. Good luck Romeo. TTYL.

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