"Μπάσταρδε εγώ θα σε σκοτώσω" the man yelled as he reached out of the bed. Turning around shock radiated from his face.
He began yelling "Γαμώ" as he pressed back from the bed cowering in to a corner still yelling "Γαμώ"
On the bed stood a woman wrapped in a white blanket long hair flowing as horror swept over her.
"What the hell!" she screamed dropping the blanket and running to the closet on the other end of the room pulling on panties and pants. "stay back! What are you saying?" she continued.
"Ποιος είσαι?" He yelled back from the corner; "Πού είναι το τέρας?"
Having found a top, the woman quickly dressed and headed for the door.
With keys and a purse in hand she left screaming.
As she closed the door, she ran out of the building crossing the door man she said nothing just kept her head low as she turned onto the street. As the man, could see from the window or the woman from the ground this was a city build like a marvel of steel and glass. Weathering the change of time like small mountains made by the hands of man.
The woman, Sarah, did not notice this. She did not see the people or care of the cars. Quickly she found a café. The street was packed but the café had a small patio with a few open seats.
Sarah took an open table and from her purse drew out a pen and paper. As she began to write a waiter came to her side. As he took her order she finished writing and handed off the note she spoke with a shaky voice; "Can you call this number and give her this message I forgot my phone this morning."
"Of course, and I'll send someone out with the café crème in a second." The waiter said turning quickly on his heal.
Soon after the woman placed her head on the table and began to slowly weep.