Prologue.

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Cold Coffee Dan Howell.

AS THE SOCIALLY AWKWARD BOY kept walking around in the cold hard rain, he never thought his day would turn upside down. He prepared everything to spend his time for the day; walking around London, going to Starbucks, taking selfies with some pigeons to post on twitter, stopping at his favorite gaming shop at the mall, but everything went down to hill when it started raining.

Yes, as strangely as it is, he was going to have his day without his beloved best friend tagging along with him and reminding him not to bump into a lighten poll expecting it to be a person that would walk away from his way. Phil had to stay at their shared apartment and film a video for his channel, and he didn't want to go out because he was worried about forgetting to water his precious plants.

So the emo haired boy decided to go out on his own, he considered he might've needed some time alone, whereas the world unbelted his plans because he wasn't with his blue eyed and jet black haired friend as a resolution.

Apparently all of the shops were closed seeing as the weather suddenly changed from out of the blue, he was looking for some cafe or at least a clothing shop to stay in for a while until the weather gets better, but his unfortunate self ceased him from doing so.

He walked further through the heavy rain without an umbrella covering him from getting a nauseous cold that would ending him up illed in the hospital for three days straight.

Then he found a shop six steps away from where he was walking, he didn't see the sign but he noticed the lights were on so he figured it was open, he seethed towards the shop and pushed the door open letting himself into the smell of carrot cakes and fresh made coffee.

He found himself looking at what seems to be a coffee shop, there were tables all around the place, a corner at the left of the room where it has some kind of a playing spot with darts on the board and a pool table. Then there's a long booth with the cashier being on the center and a couple of spinning chairs at the end of each booth.

Dan thought this was a strange yet a unique coffee shop, he never saw this place before and it made him irritated. He walked the same street more than fifteen times and not even once he ever saw or knew this place even existed.

He decided to sit on a table that was right beside the big glass of window, he sat and wondered if anyone worked here or they might've forgot to close the shop in their way out, because if it was him he'd probably forget to close it too with a weather like this.

"Stitch, there's a costumer outside!" He heard a lady's voice coming from the back.

"Okay I'm going!" A younger girl's voice said back and headed outside to see.

The boy blinked a couple of times not believing what he was seeing, it was a girl that looked a few years younger than him with the most beautiful smile. She has a long and wavy brown hair with the brightest blue and sparked eyes, it was something about her he couldn't lift his eyes away.

The brunette got out a pen and a pad from her pocket, "Hello sir, how can I help you?" An American accent spoke those English words as she respectfully waited for an answer.

As the boy kept idiotically starring at her with his mouth wide open, the waitress felt uncomfortable by his imprudent gaze, "Are you ready to order or should i wait by the booth until you decide?" She asked.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 27, 2017 ⏰

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