[LaurenFan]

*Thread rauswühl*

*abstaub*

*huuuuuuuuuuuust*

Oki :doof: *lol*

Ganz ehrlich, wer hätte gedacht, dass ich jemals weiterschreib?

*gespannt in die Runde schau*

Also gut, ich hab doch tatsächlich mal weitergetipselt, Rating würd ich für diesen teil mal PG13 ansetzen... Was weitere evtl. NC17 Teile angeht, werde ich die dann wohl bei Beyond Illusions posten, da die ja hier nicht mehr erlaubt sind.

Aber genug der Vorrede, neuer Teil, there you go:
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When the first rays of sunlight slid into the bedroom the next morning, Lorelai was still asleep. It was only 7am and she meant to sleep for another 30 minutes but when the sun tickled her nose she woke up. She didn’t turn but felt with her hand the place next to her. It was empty.

“Great,” she mumbled. Not that she was all to keen to talk to Chris anyway, but him sneaking out this way was worse. Opening her eyes just a little she tried to find the way to the bathroom.

She got out bed and almost fell over a pair of jeans that had somehow found it’s way right on the doorstep last night. Last night. She didn’t want to think about it, she had thought about it almost the entire night and was now unpleasantly remembered of it. This had never happened to her before, neither with Chris, nor with anyone else. Somewhere inside her she knew that it wasn’t her fault, but part of her reproached herself. Maybe it was her fault. Maybe Chris didn’t find her attractive anymore. Maybe he had someone else.

Trying to focus on anything but that, she took a long, hot shower. But while the warm, soft strings of water stimulated her body, her mind kept going back to the previous evening. She simply had to talk to him. She had meant to do so for a long time now but every time she had actually tried to, he had distracted her some way. Usually with sex. She sighed and wiped the thought away, making a mental note to –no matter what- talk to him that night.

When she had put on some clothes, she walked downstairs. She took the newspaper from the porch and flipped through it on the short way to the kitchen. While she was skimming the headlines she wondered if people had nothing better to do than gossip about a corrupt politician’s affair with his secretary or the latest Hollywood divorce. At least, she thought, she wasn’t the only one who’s life completely sucked at the moment.

‘Coffee’, she thought and was about to fill the machine when she noticed that the tin where she kept it, was empty.

“This day’s just getting better and better…”

***

She could already see from the outside, that the diner was crammed with people. She really wasn’t in the mood for company but as she didn’t know how to make the day without any coffee, Luke’s coffee, she had no choice but face the crowd.

‘Why’s everyone already up?’, she thought, while she opened the door and stepped inside. There was no free table left and since she the last thing she wanted was to be sounded out about her personal life by Miss Patty and Babette who were currently discussing Mrs. Jonathan’s latest husband, she settled down at the counter next to Kirk.

“Morming Loremai”, he managed to mumble through a chocolate muffin he was just chewing.

“Did your mommy never teach you that you don’t speak with a full mouth?” The words came out harder then she had meant them but Kirk didn’t seem to bother anyway as he was just taking another bite.

“Sommy”.

Luke came out of the kitchen, carrying to plates with eggs and brought them to Andrew and Gypsy, who were obviously enjoying themselves loudly at a table in the back corner.

Chris. Last night. Chris.

After Luke had refilled some customer’s mugs with coffee he turned straight to Lorelai.

Chris. Other woman?

“Hey, what can I get you? I made butter cream this morning, you want pancakes with it?”

“Huh? No, just coffee. Please.”

“Everything alright?”

“Yeah, sure.”

Chris. Her fault?

Luke turned around to the coffee machine when Nicole came downstairs from the apartment. She walked straight over to Luke and kissed him. He sat the coffeepot back in it’s place in the machine and swung his arms around her hips, pulling her closer.

“You look rested this morning.”

“I feel indeed very good. I would have felt even better if you had still been there when I woke up…”

Happy couples.

“Uh, Luke?”, Lorelai tried to interrupt.

“I’m sorry, I had an early delivery to take this morning.”

“You’re such a busy man…”

Can’t they do that somewhere else?

“Hey, Luke?”

“But if you can get here for lunch I’d be happy to continue where we left off last night.”

“LUKE!”

“What?”, Luke and Nicole said in a chorus. The other customers said nothing, not even a whisper and suddenly it was dead quiet. People were staring at her and Babette shot Miss Patty a knowing look.

“Nothing… nothing at all”, she said, got up and left the diner without blinking at anyone.

“Hey, what about your coffee?”