Love in a Coffee Shop
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He had been going to the same coffee shop for nearly a year now. All for her. She was his everything. He thought about her while working. He thought about her while eating. Hell, he even thought about her while thinking about her. To him, she was perfect.
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Love in a Coffee Shop

by AtYourBaconCall

He had been going to the same coffee shop for nearly a year now. All for her.

She was his everything. He thought about her while working. He thought about her while eating. Hell, he even thought about her while thinking about her. To him, she was perfect.

And he had never even said so much as a single word to her.

He first saw her clearing tables across the restaurant; her tight black skirt giving the perfect outline of her backside.

The way she had glanced back as if she could feel his eyes burning holes in the fabric made his heart race.

Her raven colored hair and rounded, black eyeglasses made her porcelain skin glow even more. He could remember it like it happened mere seconds ago.

A taut white blouse, black skirt, and glossy black sneakers. She always wore the same outfit to work.

It was the same attire the others wore, but he never paid enough attention to them to make the connection. When he was in the coffee shop, he only had eyes for her.

Each day he went to the coffee shop to see her. He noticed she was quite shy and even when nearing his section, she kept her head down.

This never bothered him, so long as she was close by he would take what he could get.

He noticed she was being trained to replace an elderly server retiring soon. If only she would come by his table, he would be able to profess his love for her.

Then one day, he got his wish.

She seemed to glide as she made her way to his table. “I’m Amy. I’ll be your waitress today,” she breathed, as she looked up from the checkered tile floor toward his expectant gaze.

Finally, their eyes met. Her beautiful smile was the perfect match to his glowing face. As she brushed her hair softly behind her ear, she slowly pulled her glasses down from her face.

In that moment, his heart seemed to burst from his chest, for she had a lazy eye.

“Welp, plenty of fish,” he murmured to himself as he exited the shop.

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