Daily Prompt – Infinite

Alex gave Tristan a friendly wave as he headed upstairs to Curtain Call’s dining room and parked himself at an empty table by the window overlooking 8th Avenue. He had planned to work but was distracted by the view. People were constantly in motion – people on scooters, people walking briskly or even leisurely meandering as they occasionally stopped to take in their surroundings. Yellows, usually in the form of taxis, and reds, being flashing lights and neon signs, were the primary colors against a gray back drop.

It felt good to be home, even if he did still feel a bit disconnected – like one of those tourists on the double-decker buses he could look down on from his table. He was there – in the middle of New York City about to launch a show of his own creation and yet New York City was different than he remembered. Or maybe it was he that was different. Marina would probably argue that.

Natalie, Jared’s very friendly waitress brought him a pint of Stella.

“Thanks,” he grinned, opening his laptop case. He had some tweaking to do on his script and Curtain Call was as good a place as any to accomplish it.

“Can I get you something from the kitchen?” she asked with a sexy smile.

“Not just yet. I want to get some work done first.”

“Okay, let me know if you need anything.”

“Thanks,” he tasted his pint as he computer booted up. It had been an eventful weekend. He moved into his new apartment, much to the disappointment of his parents, spent the day playing tourist with his beautiful niece, spent quality time talking to Marina which was a step in the right direction and finally, hung out with some of his oldest friends. All of that activity, of course meant that he had done very little writing and as Will had pointed out, he needed to come up with an official title, something that could grab attention and captured the essence of the show. For a moment, he contemplated going back downstairs and basking in the glow of Jared’s infinite wisdom about all things New York, Marina and life, but he knew that was just a procrastination tactic.




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