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This one.

And this one.

And this one.

And maybe also this one.

Anything else?

I see that the number is even now so maybe one more to make it uneven.

Okay, maybe this one?

Great.

It’s for my girlfriend.

I love her very much and I want her to know it.

She’s a lucky girl, Jan.

She has a boyfriend who thinks about her.

Isn’t it too small now?

No.

It’s good.

Beautiful.

I hope she likes it.

She’ll like it for sure.

Thanks!

Nel had inherited the flower shop from her mother.

She had worked there since she was sixteen.

She had always been moved by the fleeting beauty of flowers

but she didn’t like to work

and took breaks whenever possible.

Nel smoked to suppress her appetite

but still dreamt of pastries.

Hey!

Hi sister.

Here.

– What is it?

Apricot bun.

Really?

You know I was just sitting here thinking I’d like to eat an apricot bun?

Guess who I met.

I don’t know. Who?

Guess.

Iga Świątek?

No. Ula.

Seriously?

Where?

At the bakery.

Did you talk?

No.

We just said hello.

Nelka?

Is everything alright?

Yes, I’m just having a really strange day today.

The morning flight from London to Warsaw had been delayed.

Bethany had slept on the plane.

She had a dream about a train that kept speeding up but wouldn’t crash.

Rob looked out the window

and wondered what he’d do if the plane’s engine failed.

This was Bethany’s fifth trip to Warsaw

and the first time since being in a relationship with Rob.

She was sad the old trains and trams had been updated with new ones

but was happy when the screeching wheels sounded the same.

Nel used to commute to work on the number 4 tram

but after moving, she was able to walk home.

She would listen to DJ mixes from the Berlin techno scene.

GOOD TO SEE YOU IN WARSAW

Bethany had never seen Nel wear pink socks.

Nel usually dressed in black.

Bethany joked that Nel dressed for a funeral.

Nel joked that Bethany dressed for a slumber party.

When they last saw each other, Bethany promised to call every week.

She didn’t call once.

– Hello?

– Hi.

– What’s up?

– Etna erupted.

ANOTHER ETNA ERUPTION. FLIGHTS SUSPENDED

– And?

– And...

I’m thinking about Bethany.

– Nel...

– What?

– Honestly, you know what I think about all of it.

It’s a bit self-centered.

– Okay.

Listen, I have to go now. Bye bye.

– Bye bye.

Hi.

Hi.

Surprised?

Mhmm.

I thought your sister would have told you.

Guess who I met.

She hasn’t told me. How did you get in here?

I remember the door code.

When did you get back?

This morning.

– It was a quick decision. Work related.

You got a new job? – No. Same job.

Do you want to go to the theater with me? Wednesday at 7pm.

To see what?

Shakespeare.

Okay.

– Okay?

Cool.

You want to come in?

I can’t. I have to go to work in the morning.

Right.

Goodnight then.

Goodnight.

That night, Nel had a dream about two cats fighting over a golden bell.

The bell rolled away and disappeared down a drain

but the cats didn’t stop fighting.

The ring had belonged to Rob’s grandmother.

It was given to him by his father.

He already had it resized for Bethany.

For three months, he had been planning to propose.

He had a location in mind that contained both magic and stability.

NATIONAL MUSEUM

Bethany had studied 19th century art in school.

She liked how it combined historical events with mythological allegories.

She graduated with First-Class Honours.

Rob had planned to propose that evening at sunset

but decided to propose the next day instead.

CUTE LITTLE FLOWER SHOP

– Wait!

– Wait!

– Wait!

What is it, Jan?

I need more flowers.

Here.

No, no, no, no!

It has to be the same as before. It’s her favorite.

I already closed. I’m sorry, Jan.

But you’re supposed to be open until 6!

I really have to go back home. I had a very strange day.

But you don’t understand. I ruined everything.

Her flight got cancelled and I wasn’t home.

If I was there, she’d make it.

And what?

And if I was there, she might have made it for another flight.

I don’t think you did anything wrong.

But I did. I always fuck up.

I’m sure it’s not true.

It is!

Jan...

It seems like you don’t need more flowers,

but a new girlfriend.

What? Are you kidding me?

She’s perfect!

A new pedestrian and bicycle bridge had opened earlier that year.

It had quickly become Nel’s favorite place to spend time alone.

Sometimes she listened to music.

Sometimes she didn’t.

You think it’s so funny that you’re standing under my balcony?

It’s not Romeo and Juliet.

You understand.

Bethany had first met Nel 16 years prior

when Bethany entered Nel’s flower shop

and asked for a flower recommendation.

Nel asked who it was for.

Bethany said it was for herself

so Nel gave her a bouquet of tulips for free.

They had been close ever since.

They usually talked about reality dating shows

and debated which couples would stay together.

Nel didn’t bring up that Bethany had never called.

Bethany didn’t bring it up either.

They stayed out partying until 6am.

Claude’s art studio was just next to the Palace of Culture.

He hosted parties once a week

to get feedback on his paintings.

He had met many new people this way.

– Five.

– Nine.

One.

Two.

Eight.

– Five.

– Six.

– Six.

Seven.

Eight.

Nel had liked Claude because he was American.

Claude had liked Nel because her name was easy to pronounce.

Rob had spent five hours researching the best restaurants in Warsaw.

He made the reservation three weeks in advance.

He had been excited for Bethany to try the cod fish croquettes.

Bethany and Nel had left Claude’s to go to a club.

They did a lot of drugs and danced with strangers

then took turns reciting poetry until the sun came up.

Claude had been subletting from a friend for six months.

Before that, he had spent a year in Porto.

He was not picky about where he lived

as long as it had a view.

Hey, what’s up?

I came by earlier and you weren’t here and now it’s locked.

Is something going on?

Nothing is going on.

Do you need something?

No. I’m just wondering if everything is okay.

Everything is okay.

Call me later.

Sure.

Okay.

– Bye then.

– Bye.

This was the third time Maja had seen Bethany.

The first time, they went to a museum. Maja was 11 years old.

The second time, they barely spoke.

Maja was 17 years old

and Bethany was going through a breakup.

What?

She’s asking if everything is okay.

Leave me alone.

Janek, dear. You can tell us.

My girlfriend left me.

My heart’s broken.

It's over.

She says ”Don’t worry. There’s plenty of fish in the sea.”

Great. Thanks. Really awesome advice.

You’re welcome!

Hey.

What are you doing here?

I was in the neighborhood.

Really?

No.

What?

Nothing.

Where were you?

Where was I?

– I knew you’d forget.

– About what?

About Shakespeare.

– It was A Midsommer Night’s Dream. Terribly boring.

– But the tickets were expensive.

I could have planned something else.

I didn't because I wanted to spend this time with you.

But now I don’t.

Nothing to say?

Not now, okay?

– Because?

I can’t now.

You can’t now.

You.

– You can’t.

Because it’s always about you, right?

I’m going to bed.

Nel usually watered her plants on Tuesdays

but this week, she was watering on Wednesday.

She hoped the plants wouldn’t notice.

Rob and Bethany had been living together for almost a year.

Rob had wanted to adopt a dog

but Bethany said their apartment was too small.

– Hello?

– Hi.

– I’m sorry I didn’t call yesterday.

– It’s fine.

– I figured you were busy.

– Bethany left.

– Good.

– What about Ula?

– She’s mad at me. I forgot we had plans.

– Did you apologize?

– No. I don’t think so.

– Maybe you should.

– It’s cool when people apologize.

Rob didn’t sleep well that night.

He had a dream about Bethany and his grandmother.

He didn’t remember the details.

– Bye!

That night, Rob had a dream about a mermaid and a fisherman.

He didn’t remember the details.

– I’m not late.

Good job.

You look nice.

Thanks.

You too.

We go?

Mhm.

– Here you are. Baby beetroot.

– Crayfish bisque.

Thank you.

Smells good.

Wait.

Before we begin, I would like to thank you for seeing me.

Okay.

Is this a date?

Maybe. We’ll see.

I’m sorry, Ula.

– That I didn't respect your time.

Your responsibilities.

And that I hurt you.

– Thanks for saying that.

And it’s nice that we’re here again because I wanted to come anyway.

Shall we eat?

For dessert, Nel and Ula shared the crème brûlée.

It was delicious.

Bethany spent a week traveling around Poland

then returned to London.

She apologized to Rob

and moved back in with her parents.