75. As Red as a Tomato

Clatter!

The blue eyed man dropped his phone, somehow clumsily today. The sound as it hit the floor travelled through the fairly deserted establishment, bringing out the lost thoughts of the two complicated humans back, ten meters apart. The blue eyed man bent to pick up his phone. Unscathed, he straightened his back, shock evident on his handsome face.

Painfully restrained sobs broke out of the girl's mouth. Streams of tears and the tremble on her hands completed the imagery of a heartbroken young woman. 

The man wearily sighed, weighing the next reasonable action he should take.

In the midst of their shared turmoil, under the shackles of uncertainty, a couple of a soon-to-be husband and wife cheerfully walked in. Blissfully unaware – or maybe persistently ignoring the sorrowful situation. 

One of the newcomer guests then put a hand on the blue eyed man's bicep, easily dragging him to the awaiting young girl by the windows.