"Miss? Miss we close soon... may I come in?" A deep voice asked.
You were too sad to really register the door open, gentle figure sit down next to you and his soft hand cautiously rub circles on your back. You felt the owner of the hand hold out a tissue to you.
"May I ask why your crying Miss?"
"S-stood u-up," you stutter, embarrassing yourself further.
"That bastard! I'll beat him up for you, Miss!"
You try laugh between sobs, "His mom needed him." You explain.
"Ah, I see, we'll how about a make up date?"
"W-with you?" You dare to look up, praying that your makeup hasnt run to badly.
"Yeah, is that okay?"
"Sounds lovely," You smile, trying to make your self slightly more inviting.
"My shift is over now? How about we go next door to the café?"
You nod, smiling, wiping away your tears.
The boy's name tag read 'Felix'.
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Dear: Someone... hopefully
FanfictionDear to whom it may concern. I'll love you, I dont know who'll you'll be, all I know is that I'll love you.... hopefull I'll meet you one day.
