A soft sigh escaped the raven haired teen as he entered a coffee shop, the bell above the door chiming loudly in the nearly empty store. It was a small place, a few booths set up by the window overlooking the street, as well as a few on the far wall, and one table. It didn’t offer as much as the bigger chain stores could, but everyone that came in said that the tastes between the places didn’t compare. This small little shop always won out. Most that stopped by to get their coffee rarely stayed, often heading out after they had paid, though there were a few regulars that sat in the shop to enjoy.
“Danny is that you?”
Blue eyes to turn and look to the archway that lead to the back, “Yeah it’s just me.”
“Thanks for coming in a bit early,” Sam smiled coming out from the back, her hair tied back away from her face, “I knew I could count on you.”
Smiling at her he nodded, “You don’t ask me for favors often and i don’t mind helping you out Sam you know that.”
Violet eyes looked at him thankfully, “I know. Thank you Danny.”
Watching as Sam pulled off her smock and hung it on a peg he waved to her as she headed out. He had known Sam since middle school and she was the one who had talked the owner into giving him the job here. While she still prefered the darker clothes that she had when they were in most of middle school and high school she didn’t mind dressing out of her prefered gothic style. Shaking his head Danny headed off into the back, clocking into his shift and pulling on his own smock before he started to work.
He didn’t mind working the late night shift, it wasn’t like he got overrun by customers, and he would be gone before the rush of people came in before heading off to work. Yeah he found himself picking up after the other shifts a lot of the time but he didn’t mind too much. He had plenty of down time to work on things that he needed to do for school or just take a moment to relax as he set things up for the next shift.He was lucky if he saw more than six or seven people the entire time he worked.
Well it was the middle of the night, most people didn’t come to a coffee shop this late, but the owner had insisted that they were going to keep this place open twenty-four seven for those that did want it. Then again, when the main classes for the college were back on there would be more people coming in to grab a cup or two, however, because there were only a few classes running over the summer most of the business from the college was gone. It was better for Danny this way though, he could concentrate on his work and with little else to distract him he would actually get it done and not put it off until right before it was due.
Grabbing the broom he headed out to the front ready to run through his list of nightly duties.
The bell above the door chimed, though Danny didn’t have to look up to know who it was that had come into the store. Making his way back behind the counter he started to make the customers order. Glancing over he saw the man sit in his usual spot by the window, not even bothering anymore to come and place his order. When Danny had first started working here he had questioned the person that had trained him about it, but they had just shrugged. He had been coming almost since the coffee shop had been opened, ordering the same thing from the owner until they had it memorized. no one had heard him talk since then, his order getting passed to each new night shift worker by the previous one.
Every night he came in at the same time, sitting in his booth and watching out the window. It was almost like clockwork and Danny had gotten to the point that he knew what time it was when he came in. Walking over he set the cup down for him before heading back to what he had been doing. The first few days that Danny had worked here he had found the man unsettling, but now, now he found that his presence was calming. For the stretch of time that it took him to finish his coffee, always an hour from when he had come in, there was another person there with him. Granted they never talked or said a word but it was still nice.
He wouldn’t admit it to anyone but he had studied the man from afar on more then one night, and tonight he found his eyes drawn to him even as he worked on filling the dispensers. His skin was a smooth golden brown that most people who went to tanning salon would envy, and the flowing silver hair only seemed to add to his mystery.
There was no doubt that the man was hot, and though Danny had, when he first started to work here, tried to talk to him he still never said anything. He wanted to know more about him but anyone that he asked said the same things. He came in, got his drink, sat there until it was gone then left leaving a nice tip on the table. No one knew anything else, and if they did they weren’t saying anything. With a soft sigh Danny turned back to what he had been doing finishing and heading back towards the back.
Tonight though he found his eyes still drawn to the man. It wouldn’t be the first time that it had happened to him, nor he doubted that it would be the last. There was no helping it, the mystery of the man had drawn him in, but the longer that he had worked there the more he found himself wanting to know his story. Why did he come here at this time every night? Was he remembering someone that he had lost? Or was this simply something that he had done for so long that it had become a habit for him to do so. So many things that he wondered, though he doubted that he would ever get the answers to.
Just like it always was he stood after an hour after he had sat down.
“Thank you for coming,” Danny told him with a smile, “we’ll see you again.”
It took Danny aback when the man smiled, actually smiled, at him before he turned and left, the small bell over the door chiming at his departure. It took him a minute to gather himself, who would have known that the man would have such a great smile, before he headed over o the table to wipe it down.
Like it always had after he left a twenty dollar bill sat on the table for him, but this time there was wha looked like a folded up piece of paper on it as well. Curious he picked it up and read what had been written on it in the flowing handwriting.
‘You look very nice tonight Daniel.’
Blue eyes stared at the piece of paper blinking a few times not sure what to make of it and reading it more than once. Danny hated it when people used his full name, he was only used to hearing it when he was in trouble or getting teased by Sam, though she quickly stopped after he had threatened to start using her full name as well. This though, he couldn’t mind this. The fact that a man who had never said anything to anyone had left him a message to tell him how nice he looked…
A wide grin split his face, he couldn’t help it. He had said something to him! Well he hadn’t actually said anything but still! Bringing over the tip he dropped it into his tip jar, the note itself going into his pocket. He would have to say something back to him but going up to him and saying something to him still didn’t feel quite right. So how could he give him a note without being super obvious about it? Thinking of the perfect way that Danny could say something back to him he started back to work, tomorrow couldn’t get there fast enough.