Green Louis

You broke up with a boyish guy. He whined to you a lot. You couldn't take it anymore and dumped him. Less than a week later, you learned of your mother's death. Funeral, tears, pain. You were broken.

You decided to change your life. It was painful for you to stay here. And so you went to France. There you started working as a barista. You lived in a rented one-room apartment.

One day after your shift you were coming home too late, you were lost in your thoughts... until you tripped over someone's foot. Quickly getting up from the ground, you saw a man. He apologized, said that he didn't think anyone would be here, much less trip over him, he chuckled quietly.

But this was a new beginning for you. His name was Louis, he was 32 years old, he was very handsome. He walked you home. You exchanged numbers and started talking.

...

About a month later, Louis wrote to you in the evening: "Get ready, I'll be there in half an hour."

You wanted to clarify, but he stopped answering. You got ready and went outside to wait. It was drizzling outside, a cold wind howled. After a while, he drove up and picked you up.

You arrived at the restaurant, sat down at the reserved table. He started asking about your homeland. You laughed, talked about everything possible.

Suddenly you received a call from your ex, you answered. Louis was listening to the conversation. He silently stood up and took your phone, and then walked away, starting to say something to the subscriber. You approached, but he immediately cut off the call.

He ordered a taxi for you and sent you home. You were burdened by the thought of their conversation, but standing in the cold drizzle and wind today made you sick. So when you got home, you went straight to bed.

You were woken up by the doorbell, you got up and reluctantly stomped to the door. It was still night. You opened it and saw Louis, he was holding flowers and your phone, he gave you flowers, and then hugged you and gently whispered:

/- Sorry.

He hugged you for a couple of minutes. Then Louis pulled away and took your hand, kissing it. He looked into your eyes, then smiled tenderly:

• He won't bother you anymore.

He handed you your phone, which he mistakenly forgot to give you on the date.