"Do you want to hang out sometime?"
Pretty boy is leaning against the counter, staring at me with chocolate eyes.
"U-uhm, w-what?"
"Your stutter is cute. Would you like to hang out? Breakfast? Brunch? Lunch? Afternoon coffee?" He was smiling with half of his mouth, he had a dimple.
I blushed. "I-I don't kno-know... what can I get you?" I mumbled.
"A 20 ounce black coffee, please, with your number so we can hang out."
