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I slowly walk back from her grave. Pain aches through my chest still. The dark haired pale guy is standing behind me, watching me carefully.
I don't know why he just won't leave. I don't want to be around anyone right now. Or ever.
"Um, hey," he starts, "I never caught your name."
"Why would you need to know my name?" I asked quietly, a little annoyed.
"Well I want to know the name of the guys that's gonna take flowers from my yard," He says in a 'duh' kind of tone.
I looked at him, shocked.
"Really? I thought you were mad about that? You're gonna let me use your flowers still?" I was appalled.
"Well, if it was for any other reason, no. I wouldn't let you use my flowers. But your reasons are reasonable, so yeah. I'll let you use my flowers. On one condition, though," He says.
"What? What is it?" I asked.
"Have tea with me," He says.
"Have tea with you?"
"Have tea with me."
"Okay."
"I'm Phil," he smiles.
"Dan," I say back.
"So when do you want to have that Tea?" Phil asks.
"We could have it now, I guess. If that's okay with you," I say.
"I'm always up for a good cuppa," He says motioning me to follow him out of the graveyard.
We walk in silence all the way back to his house before he runs inside. I awkwardly stand outside, not know if I should follow him or not but soon he runs back out with a jacket and a pair of keys.
"Just had to get my keys, hop in," he says, climbing into a dark blue Toyota Camry.
I awkwardly climb in and buckle my seat belt.
"Where are we going?"
He side glances at me, while driving and grins, "One of my most favorite cafes ever."
"Which one?" I question.
"You'll see. You'll love it too," he said.
About five minutes of silent driving, we arrive in front of a small-ish sized cafe that went by the name of "Frank's Cozy Cafe."
"Looks cozy," I joke and Phil laughs.
We walk inside and I immediately notice the bright colored hair behind the counter. He was a young looking fellow, maybe around 23.
"Hi, I'm Frank! Welcome to my cafe, please make yourself cozy and I'll come get your order in a sec," He beams at us.
He looks slightly familiar but I can't put my finger on it.
Phil and I sit in a padded booth my the window and chat quietly until Frank comes over.
"What can I get ya?" He asks.
"A caramel latte, chilled." Phil orders.
Frank looks to me.
"Uh, a frozen hot chocolate please?"
Frank nods his head, "Alright, I'll get those out to you, and anything else?"
"You look slightly familiar," I blurt out.
"What?" Phil and Frank say at the same time.
Suddenly it hit me.
"Do you make YouTune videos?" I ask Frank and he looks shocked but also blushes.
"Yeah, I'm Frank Gioia or CrankThatFrank on YouTube, you-you've seen my videos?" He says nervously.
"Yeah," I beam at him, "They're pretty funny. I subscribed."
"Really? oh my gosh thank you! You know what, these drinks are on the house. And always. Whenever either of you come in, your drinks are always on the house. You're so kind," Frank rambles on.
"Thank you Frank, that's really kind of you," Phil smiles at him.
Frank leaves to get our drinks and Phil turns to me.
"Have you ever thought of making YouTube videos?" He asks.
"Well not exactly, not after everything. But I have thought of it before, but I don't think anyone would watch," I say.
"Nonsense! I think we should make a collab YouTube channel," Phil suggests.
"Really? We just met. Why?"
"Because it would be fun! Whether people watch our videos or not, it'll be a fun project and it'll help take your mind off things," Phil says.
"Well, I guess, but-"
"Great! We'll make it as soon as we get back," Phil says.
"But shouldn't we get to know each other first? We just met today, and I don't know anything about you besides your name," I say.
"Yeah, your right. Road trip!"
"What?" I sit back, shocked.
"What better way to get to know someone than going on a road trip with them?" Phil says.
"Spontaneous road trips?"
"Spontaneous road trip it is then!" Phil grins.
Frank brings out a drinks right then and we swap phone number and promised to hang out sometime before Phil and I left to stock up on stuff.
Spontaneous road trip it is, then.
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