Clarabelle's Point Of View
Jonathan is looking at me as if he has seen a ghost. I want to laugh at his facial expression however he looks serious. He is staring at me and I can tell that he is not believing whatever he sees right now.
“Is that really you, Clarabelle?" He asked which made me laugh a bit.
“Yes, Jonathan. It's me." I said trying to control my laughter.
He suddenly smiled and asked if he can sit with me at the table that I am at. We both talked to each other for a few minutes when he suddenly realized that he hasn't ordered anything so he excuses himself.
“Do you want anything? Coffee is not enough." He said smiling.
He is right because I was starving earlier and I will need to eat to have some extra energy because I also have a lot of things to do today.
“Maybe a muf
