It's December and I find myself alone and in my favorite place.
The Café.
I'm at my favorite café. I'm seated near the window. Engrossed in the book I'm reading I don't notice the guy that sits down in the empty chair at my table.
" Hey. "
I heard a male voice say. The heavy accent makes me look up and away from my book.
" Can I help you?"
I asked confused.
" I think you can. "
He says the heavy accent is present yet again.
His accent makes me laugh as the show Downton Abbey pops into my head.
" Did I say something funny? "
He asked.
" No, you didn't but I got a question. "
I say, he nods as if permitting me to speak.
" Where you come from, is it normal to intrude on others having a cup of hot chocolate? "
He gives a small smile and says,
" No, it's not. "
I smile a little hoping he would go away but he doesn't. Instead, he keeps his position sitting in the chair opposite mine. I get up and I grab my handbag, take out my wallet and I put the money in the menu book.
" Don't leave. "
He says in a low demanding tone.
I raise my eyebrow in surprise at his attempt to stop me.
" I don't take orders from you, or anyone. "
I say a bit annoyed by his demand
" I'm sorry for my indiscretion, I just want to know you, my name is Liam."
