Flash fiction-1: This is the end

Beanery-1.jpgToday, in a gloomy winter day in Corvallis, Oregon, I walk into Beanery, an avant-garde coffee house.

I see a couple sitting next to the window. The guy has gently placed his hands over hers. They are not talking, not making eye-contact with each other, not smiling, and are staring outside through the window.

This is the end. Beautiful friend.

Concept of Flash fiction: no official  or specific rules applied to the fiction above. This is my continued homage to Beanery where I go at least twice a day.