Alice stared out of the glass at the beautiful display outside as she waited for Adam. He had already messaged her that he was going to be late. When she used to watch him dance, she thought that he must find it easy. But ever since she watched him practice for hours on end, she had come to realize that it was difficult but with his hard work and dedication, he made it sound easy. Looking at him, no one could guess that he almost hated dancing. She smiled as she recalled the way he had cursed the choreographer for changing the choreography at the last minute and almost screamed in frustration. He must still be struggling with that.
The waiter approached with the bottle of Reisling and a glass but she waved him away, "I am waiting for someone."
