Hunt.

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Imagine.

It'd be so dull to wake up to the same white ceiling and same grey skies, but somehow- today is different.

Different, different how?

THAT'S IT! Blue. The sky was almost an unnoticeable pale blue. How i know these colours? Duh, school.

Everything was a tad bit different today, and it was strange. There were light shades and hues, thrown here and there like someone spilled water mixed with colors on a page, almost faded but noticeable.

And I'm ready to hunt out for who the hell, was making my life so colorful. So there i lingered around, inside the cafe. Even though my shift was over, i ran back home to change into something and got back.

Since all the time I've spent in the café, a total of eleven months, it was still different to see it from a customers view. The light pink tinge in the flower along side with a shade of brown and cream that mixed well as a mash up of the place, couples under red-ish umbrellas outside and people that moved from here and there, it was somewhat... Fascinating.

Okay, alright- i dazed off just a bit there but then, a sudden amount of people almost burst into the place, right. Evening rush hours.

Almost every seat was so full, the chatter was loud and it felt very home-y. Until i noticed him.

He stood out amongst all the others, damn tall and damn handsome. Standing against the counter, he ordered something and looked around.

Shit, look away! Look awayyy!!

He caught my eye almost instantly and sent a cute smile, dammit I'm melting- no!

Wait, alert! He's coming over!

"Hey." His tone was kind of deep, and held a warmth. "Mind if i sit here?" To avoid his eyes, i looked at the camera on his neck.

"Are you a photographer?" I blurted out. Shit.

Seriously, July Miles. Seriously? Are you a photographer? Very smooth. Ugh.

Instantly, he gave a hearty laugh. Ugh, i could just melt. "Yea, that'd be correct to say so. I take it that it'd be okay for me to sit here, then?" I pouted a bit and nodded, still not meeting his eyes and looking down at the darkening table.

Wait- hold up. What???

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