café thoughts

At four o'clock I was certain no customer would come today due to the weather. I closed the shop and decided I would stop early today. I grabbed my raincoat and umbrella and headed out.

On my way home I also stopped by the grocery store to get some diner for tonight. It sure rains hard today. I hope the weather clears up tomorrow.

When I finally got home I saw Damian snoring on the couch with my and his own dog bumper both laying on top of him. Cute. I took a picture and went to the kitchen to make diner. My dog happily run up to me wagging his tail as always. I greeted him and went on with what I was doing. It's my favorite day of the week, Italian Thursday!!! Today I'll be making my specialty. Stagliatella formagi. It's Damian's favorite dish as well.

As I finished cooking I divided the food in two plates and whistled the dogs for their own food.

No surprise, me whistling and being loud in the kitchen didn't wake Damian up.

"Wakey wakey sleepy head. I bet you didn't do one single thing today" I poked him on his nose repeatedly.

He muttered a bit but didn't wake up. Instead a smile appeared on his face and with force he suddenly pulled me on him and wrapped his arms around me so tight I could barely breath.

"DAMIAN!!!!! Let me go you animal!!"

"hahahaaaa nope not until you say the magic words!!" he said playfully.

Damian still had his arms tight around my waist.

"you should really eat more, I can feel your bones"

"that's because I'm eating healthy instead of the crap you always stuff in your face. Now let me go you idiot"

"Not until you say the magic words Snowflake"

"Ugh fineee, would you, the most awesome Damian of the world, please let me go?"

"I can't see the puppy eyes, try harder" he teased.

"P-p-pleeeeaaseeee????" I said with puppy eyes this time.

"Fine but only because you asked so nice" he put his tongue out to tease me and let me go.

"It smells nice here, did you make stagliatella formaggi?"

"How did you know?"

"It's my favorite dish, you know that"

"true"

I grabbed the two plates and handed him one. We ate together in silence at the breakfast bar.

Snowflake is a nickname Damian has for me ever since the day we met. We went to the same high school and met each other when it was snowing and a snowflake dropped on my nose which made me do a funny face. We've been best friends ever since and he never stopped calling me that.

"What did you do today?"

"Not so much, I went to the bookstore. I only had one customer and a nice man who came to take shelter from the rain for a short while, then I got some groceries."

"A nice man huh, what was he like? How old was he? Tell me everything!"

"Haha his name was Adam, he seemed to be around 24 years old. And he was genuinely a nice man, enthusiastic. His grandfather used to know Mrs. Flower. Apparently they were best friends"

"You think he's cute don't you?"

"What?? Noooo. Maybe, okay fine yes. He was absolutely adorable"

"I knew it!"

"Whatever Damian. I'm probably never going to see him again anyway so it doesn't matter"

"It's not like you to just give up hope"

This time Damian sounded serious.

"I know that, but I also know it's true. I probably will never talk to him again"

"Enough with the emotional stuff, let's watch some adventure time!!"

"Hell yeah!!"