Geto was in the coffee shop, sipping his black coffee, while waiting for you to show up. It had been a few years since he had seen you. The last time you spoke to each other was three summers ago and left on a bad note. You both dumped each other. He couldn't understand why the two of you were meeting again? Was it the chemistry? The passion? The arguments? The love?....Your face? Just then, you walked in, looking around for him. "Over here." He raised his hand, so he could catch your attention. He sipped his coffee as you approached the small round table. He gestured to the seat across from him for you to sit down. He watched in satisfaction as you complied, obediently. He felt your knee bump into his and flinched from the small electric shock. So that spark you guys shared was still there. Interesting.