The stop in the cafe was suppost to be a quick one, get a cup of coffee then head to Art. That was before the phone call that had me pacing through the room angrily hissing into my phone unwilling to yell and draw attention to my little drama, "no dad, no it's the first day...I don't care if he asked for me specifically,...then your going to have to take a loss,...your the one who let her send me here." Pissed I hung up on him and turned off my cell completely uninterested in talking to him anymore. I glanced at the clock "shit" I said grabbing a espresso as I went extremely late to Art.<br/><br/>Walking I disrupted every one "Sorry" I said sarcastically dropping into a seat in the back. Taking a look at the model I started on a basic sketch my mind so far away from art I wasn't paying much attention to what I was drawing instead still thinking about the fight.