She's convinced herself so thoroughly that nothing will ever happen, that this is probably the wrong town and the wrong time altogether, that when he does come through the door, it happens to be at a moment that she's studying the guidebook she purchased, finding the phrase to order coffee. The waitress draws near, and Shoshanna orders in very stilted Japanese heavily laced with her native accent. It's just as she finishes ordering that she catches sight of a mane of fiery red hair. She finds herself with a lump in her throat, at once willing that figure to turn around and telling herself it couldn't possibly be...
Shoshanna catches her reflection in the window, and is suddenly very aware of how old she is. How old she feels.
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Date: 2012-12-19 12:45 am (UTC)Shoshanna catches her reflection in the window, and is suddenly very aware of how old she is. How old she feels.