He looked at me removing his cap and stood up from his seat. He was wearing a pale green shirt and black jeans. He smiled uneasily, "Hey Ana! What a surprise!" He tried to get excited.
I c****d my eyebrows, "What are you doing here?"
"What's this silly question? Why people come to a bar, to get a drink".
"Really? You came to this bar which is one hour away from your apartment to get a bloody one drink".
He rubbed his neck smiling, "Umm..yeah..I heard here wine is nice".
"Chris" I sighed, "You were supposed to be in the game. What are you doing here?"
"Ok, fine" he admitted it, "I...came to see you" he made his puppy face, "But how you know I'm here?"
"Your stupid dress. Who the hell will wear an expensive shirt in this low-class bar? You watched me two to three times while I'm talk
