Coffee shop~Larry Stylinson/Short story

Chapter 1

*ding* ding-a-ling*
I watched as another customer came through the door to the and only Perfect Cup. It was a busy day so far as it was only around eight o'clock in the morning. Business was running good this week and this old coffee shop was picking up some pace. It has been about two months since I started working here and it has been good paying and not too awfully boring so far.

One after another came through the door and a line was beginning at the counter. Me, being the at the cash register, that seems to happen a lot in all honesty.
I was almost finished getting through this long line of orders when I saw a overwhelmingly hot male walk into the shop. I froze for a second as he caught my eye, but was forced to brake contact as the old lady I front of me was getting impatient.
The stranger stood to the side as he looked at what we had to offer, and stood there long enough for me to believe that this was his first time here. Yet when he did move, he looked around the mostly occupied tables and lengthly line, and he then just walked out. Like he had no business to be dealt with here. And I was left in confusion behind the counter.