I would never imagine it / Nunca me lo imaginaría (eng-esp)

Hello, #hive friends.
This is my first time participating in a weekly prompt, so I'm very excited. Especially because I have a curious story related to this occasion's theme.

It happens that when we become regulars at a coffee shop, we get to know or recognize all the people who, like us, frequent the same establishment in search of a good cup of coffee.
The story in question is about a couple who shared breakfast every day at the same coffee shop I used to go to on my way to school.
We shared the same morning ritual, it seems; It consisted of sitting down at 6:30 in the morning to enjoy a good cappuccino and some toast or bread with butter.

However, halfway through the semester, I was enjoying my cappuccino when the girl abruptly got up from the table and said, I can't take it anymore. She got up and left the boy sitting at the table, with the two cups of coffee in front of him.

Of course, we were perplexed in the room. It was a very awkward situation for everyone. Especially for me, standing face to face with the young man.
I didn't know what to do, whether to look at him or not look at him, and I couldn't help but wonder what I would do in that situation:
He would get up and leave, without breakfast.
Or he would drink the two cups of coffee and eat the bread, as if nothing had happened.

I found myself staring at the scene longer than I should have. So I went back to my breakfast and concentrated on reading my philosophy textbook.

After the moment of shock had passed, the young man drank his coffee, asked for the bill, paid everything, and asked for a bag to take the girl's bread.

As he passed me, he looked at me and shrugged sadly. I didn't know what to do, what to say to him, or how to respond to his greeting. I just stood there watching him walk away, alone.

As soon as he left the cafeteria, a murmur formed.

I imagine everyone present began to speculate about the situation.

I was embarrassed, so I quietly finished my breakfast and went to school.

I never saw them again.


Versión en español


Hola, amigos de #hive.
Esta es la primera vez que participo en un prompt semanal, así que estoy muy emocionada. Sobre todo porque tengo una historia curiosa respecto al tema de esta ocasión.

Sucede que cuando nos hacemos asiduos a una cafetería, llegamos a conocer o reconocer a todos aquellas personas que, igual que nosotros, frecuentan el mismo establecimiento, en busca de tomarse un buen café.
La historia en cuestión trata acerca de una pareja, que cada día compartía el desayuno en la misma cafetería a la que yo asistía camino a la escuela.
Compartíamos el mismo ritual mañanero, al parecer; consistente en sentarnos a las 6:30 de la mañana, a disfrutar de un buen capuchino y unas tostadas o panes con mantequilla.

Sin embargo, a mitad de semestre, me encontraba disfrutando de mi capuchino cuando la muchacha se levantó abruptamente de la mesa y le dijo: ya no puedo más, se levantó y dejó al muchacho sentado en la mesa, con las dos tazas de café frente a él.

Por supuesto que nos quedamos perplejos en la sala. Era una situación muy incómoda para todos. Sobre todo para mí, que quedé frente a frente al joven.
No sabía qué hacer, si mirarlo, si no mirarlo y me fue imposible no preguntarme qué haría en esa situación:
Se levantaba y se iba, sin desayunar.
O se bebía las dos tazas de café y se comía los panes, como si nada hubiera sucedido.

Me descubrí observando la escena más tiempo de que debí. Por lo que regresé a mi desayuno y me concentré en la lectura de mi libro de filosofía.

El joven, después de pasar el momento de shock, se bebió su café, pidió la cuenta, pagó todo y pidió una bolsa para llevarse los panes de la muchacha.

A pasar por mi lado, me miró y se encogió de hombros con tristeza. Yo no supe qué hacer, qué decirle o se o cómo responderle a su saludo. Simplemente me quedé mirando cómo se iba, solo.
Nada más que hizo salir de la cafetería, un murmullo se formó.
Imagino que todos los presentes comenzaron a especular acerca de la situación.
Yo que estaba apenado terminé mi desayuno tranquila y me fui para la escuela.
No los volví a ver.



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Una escena que prefiero no vivenciar nunca más. La he vivido de modo similar y nunca me ha alegrado.
¡Genial inicio para ti como participante en estas iniciativas!
¡Felicidades!

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Ha sido un placer participar 😀.
Y no, no fue nada agradable presenciar esa escena.
Un abrazo para ti.

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Hey there!

Thanks for stopping by:)
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The image belongs to millycf1976.

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That was quiet and an experience, I wouldn't know what to say to the guy either if I found myself in the same situation.

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This is a very wonderful experienced you had and I like the place its very cool.

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The coffee shop is amazing. It is a literary coffee shop / book shop

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It is a very uncomfortable situation to be present in the middle of an argument between couples and even more so in the middle of an acquaintance.
I would not have returned to the place if I were you.
Thank you for joining this initiative

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What a powerful moment that you have witnessed. I can feel the tension and sadness just by reading your story. You really described it very clear, so that I can imagine what is happening. Life is full of surprises, even at our regular time with coffee. That last gesture from the boy, taking the bread with him, is really touched my heart. Thank you for telling this amazing and bittersweet story. I hope to read mor from you soon!

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Thanks to @elviguitarra for calling @topcomment
I really try to describe the best i could that scene, becouse it was a very strange situation.
Thanks for reading and for taking the time to reply.
Hugs

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It's my pleasure reading it. This is my way of relaxing, reading stories from anywhere in the Hive communities, and writing my own experience, too.

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