xii: p h a n

c o f f e e house ☕

-' dan '-
I opened the door to the Starbucks I had so suddenly had a craving for. The hot wind blew in my face as I walked in and found my way over to an incredibly long line of people I'd rather not socialize with. I glared around wondering were I would find a seat or if someone would even be willing to share a table with a walking trash can. I had then noticed a table in the back corner , but soon afterwards noticed that it was reserved by a guy who looked close to my age. " I guess it wouldn't hurt to try asking if I could take a seat there" .. yes it would hurt asking but I didn't have anymore self-esteem left to lose. The line went quicker and right before I knew it , it was my turn to order. I ordered a Christmas themed drink ( although it was November ) . " Dan Howell your drink is ready ". I rushed over to grab my drink , and waddled over to the man's table as If I were a lost toddler. " Hello , sorry to bother but do you mind if I take a seat here ? " I manged to mumble out . He stared and gave a warm smile , " not at all " . Once I took a seat I noticed how jet black his hair was , and how blue his eyes were . It is was as if you were staring into a never ending ocean, that was until the sunlight touched his eyes giving a green tint, just adding a bit more beauty to him .He was quite handsome and his warm welcoming smile made it seem as if I had know him for years. I had lost focus when I heard him say, " So what's your name ? " . I paused for a moment and said , " Dan .... Dan Howell " . He gave a smirk and. Said , " nice to meet you " . I then realized that I would have to ask him for his name as well. " What's your name? " I questioned. " Oh me well my name is Phil Lester"