Summer is coming with small steps and yet I still prefer to drink hot drinks, who can stop me after all? The street is full of smiles and people going in different directions like the rats in that scene in Ratatouille. It didn't bother me, it's their lifestyle after all.
I am walking on the street, admiring the new collections of clothes and swimsuits that will never suit my tastes. Don't get me wrong, I love summer but I don't understand the swimsuits made by apricot or whatever grandma's use for cardigans and they expect girls to buy them for an enormous price. But, who am I to judge? I am just a plain guy waiting for lunchtime so I can get coffee for half the price, it's a thing here because there are so many schools around here, smart managers I can say.
Lunch time finally came and I entered my favorite cafe, no it was not Starbucks, just a local cafe that made the best cappuccino in town. I entered the shop as it was my first time there, it sounds weird but it makes me happy being here for some reason.
I took a seat down and ordered, as usual, a cappuccino with two small ice cubes. The waitress looked at me and smiled, I realized that her face is kind of familiar, maybe it was one of my old classmates, who knows?
One guy arrived, he was very buff and charming, dressed as a true gentleman, not in the manner of one but rather in his aura, this guy was screaming "I am very fancy" or "I am here to pick my girlfriend" so I didn't talk to him. The waitress greeted us with a smile again but this time she was shining at seeing that man. Maybe she is his girlfriend, she did not even ask for his order and just zoomed out to the kitchen.
After some time the waitress gave us our orders but to my surprise, it seemed like me and the fellow gentleman had the same tastes. I stared at the cappuccino like it was the only thing there, it was rude but this has to be a misunderstanding! It had a little heart made of milk, that kind of milk art, and it felt out of place. What's the meaning of this? I asked myself as I got my head up from the cup and stared at the waitress. She did not flinch, it was like she was expecting this reaction! This troll.. I looked at the other man's cup but he disappeared before I could even speak a word.
What in the world is happening ?!?!
