"Venti white chocolate mocha please." A sincere and wholehearted voice ordered at the counter, politely. I looked up from my captivating book, to glance at the newest customer in our little coffee shop. There stood a young man dressed in a black hoodie, a beanie, a pair of white chucks, and jeans. To top it all off he had tattoos all down his arms and he was wearing glasses that made him seem older than he is. After gaping in awe, I quickly look down at my book, blushing. "Shoot he's hot." I thought. As I stared at the words on the page, I heard a pair of footsteps stop at my table."May I sit here?" The new and intriguing voice asked. I looked up to see, the most amazing, captivating, and gentle face ever known. "U-Um..Yeah! Sure, why not?" I said clumsily blushing. "Thanks! I don't really like sitting alone. I always need someone to talk to!" He cheerfully told me, as he took a seat across from me. "So what are you reading?'' The beautiful stranger asked. Lifting my eyes to meet his, I showed him the cover of my book. "I love that book!" He exclaimed excitedly. Smiling at him, I started talking about my favorite chapters.
~~Time skip by Darkiplier (Because why not?)~~
About an hour or two of talking and laughing later, I checked the time. "Sorry to end this conversation, but I have to get to work." I announced sadly. He looked up at me sadly with his beautiful chocolate brown eyes, then quickly grabbed a napkin and a pen and wrote something down. "Here." He said handing me the napkin.
Punk I Plier
727-107-2518
"Thanks Punk. I'm (Y/N) by the way" I said, the two of us standing up and walking to the door. "Well Ms.(Y/N), until we meet again." He said tipping an imaginary hat at me and walking out the door. I stared dreamily after him. Once I snapped out of my hot man induced coma, I grabbed the rest of my stuff and hurried towards my work. " I hope we meet again my tattooed prince." I thought as I arrived.
~~ After Work ~~
After getting to work at 12 o'clock, and leaving at 5, I decided to go home for the day." Ah, the quaint 221 Baker Street." I thought, arriving at my apartment. Placing my keys on my kitchen counter, I started heading towards my room to change. Before I could walk to my room, I heard my phone ring, walking over to it I answered. "Hello?" I asked cautiously.
Dun...Dun...Dun!!! (YEAH A CLIFFHANGER) A lot of people wanted this, so here it is... or was? I don't know. I hope you enjoyed this! Bye! Emily out!
