Mello's First Love

Boys

I turned back to my drink and a moment later sensed someone beside me, waiting to order. I was feeling more relaxed and friendly so I turned to nod and say hello.

I was greeted back by a young man with bright red hair, dressed in a striped t shirt, jeans, beige waistcoat, and cool goggles around his neck.

He had a friendly cheeky grin. He's cute, I decided. He introduced himself as Matt and we chatted as he waited for his order. He was pleased I admired his goggles and let me try them on. He seemed impressed that I was here alone and had travelled so far.

"I am quite impressive." I agreed.

He told me he grew up in London.

"Not too far from me so. And you've got the red hair so I feel at home."

"I'm very glad to welcome you here Y/N. You must come meet my friends. They're only a few. Please come, we're friendly! Well, most of us."

I laughed at that and agreed, thanking him for asking, and for the cocktail he'd bought me.