I was strolling through the streets of Brussels towards my favorite coffee shop. It was particularly rainy today, which wasn't too unusual for mid April. I decide it would be a nice day to stop by and study as I have a test in my psychology class coming up. As I walked through the door of the little shop, as the bell rung, signaling my entrance. I felt a surge of warm air hit my face, which felt nice in contrast to the cold weather outside. I walked up to the counter.
« Un café crème s'il vous plaît." » I told the employee.
« D'accord, ce cera deux euro cinquante. Et puis-je obtenir un nom pour votre commande?»
« Y/n » I say as I pull my wallet out from my bag and hand him the money.
I turn and walk to my usual spot, a table in the corner. I place the straps of my bag over the back of my chair. I pull out my notebook and start reviewing.
I heard someone walk in. I glance up from my notes to see a tall, handsome man standing at the door. I avert my eyes back to the paper in front of me as I caught myself staring.
About 30 seconds later, I heard a soft silky voice ask
«Excuse-moi, puis-je m'asseoir ici? »
I look up to see the same man from before looking down at me with dark brown eyes.
« Bien sûr. » I respond looking away, almost trying to hide from his gaze.
« Comment vas tu? » I heard him ask from across the table. I look up to see him lightly smiling from across the table as if we had known each other for years.
«Je vais bien, merci. Et toi? »
« Moi aussi. » he answered sipping his coffee.
We continued talking for awhile.
I look down at my phone which read 11:37 a.m. I look back up and said «Je suis désolé, je devrais y aller. »
He responded saying «Voulez-vous que je vous accompagne? »
Everything was telling me not to let this unknown man walk me home, but I decided why not.
«D'accord. » I respond nodding slightly.
He smiles at me and we both stand up. As we leave he opens the door for me and once we get out we start walking in the direction of my apartment building. We keep talking on random things that come to mind. And at one point he looks at me and asks « Quel est votre nom? »
I pause for a second and say « Y/n.»
« C'est un joli nom. » He comments.
« Merci. Quel est le vôtre?»
« Tamino. »
« J'aime votre nom. » I reply looking up at him.
« Merci. » He responds quietly, looking away.
I notice how close we had gotten to my apartment, and I decided I should probably walk the rest of the way home by myself for safety reasons.
« Ma maison est juste là, je peux marcher d'ici. » I say.
« D'accord. » he responds with a slight nod.
As I begin to walk away I hear him ask
« Attendez, je peux avoir votre numéro? »
« Bien sûr. » I answer, telling him my number as he writes in his phone.
He looks up at me and says « J'ai été ravie de vous rencontrer. J'espère que nous nous reverrons.»
« Moi aussi. » I answer, smiling.
As we both walk out separate ways, I think to myself
'What an interesting man'.
