71: marcus • "the keys"

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Music: Flatsound's When We Met

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"Sorry but I think I might have dropped my keys somewhere while paying my coffee", I said to the seller, and the coffeeshop's owner who was standing right behind the counter, ready to take new orders receive.

"That's a bad thing! I'll keep my eye open if I find them. What kind of keys they were?" he asked watching me deep into my eyes while I started explaining what they looked like.

"Are you searching for these keys?" I heard a man's voice behind me. I turned around and I saw a boy, taller than me, very hot and good looking, and maybe keeping care of his body, or that's what it seemed like under his tight sport shirt.

"Yes! Where did you find them?" I asked when I grabbed them from the boy's hand.
"They were lying on the floor in front of the cakes", I let him explain. I nodded.

"Thank you", I said watching his chocolate brown eyes. He just gave me a smile, and walked past me. He meant to order something.

After he ordered his whole black coffee, he turned his way back to me.
"Can I sit with you, for in return?" he asked nicely.
"Sure", I asked and led him after me into my table where I had left my computer, bag and my cup of coffee.

I did more space to the table and he sat down in front of me.
"Do you come here often?" he asked before he took his first sip of the coffee.

"It's my first time, I just moved", I explained.

"From where and why?" I heard him asking.
"From Oslo, and after my studies, I'm going to university", I explained and now was my time to take a sip of my coffee. The boy nodded.
"By the way, I'm Y/N", I said when I realized we didn't know eachothers names.
"Marcus", boy said looking at me.

"And I'm in high school still", he added. So seems he is few years younger than me, but that's okay. I nodded for an answer.
"Do you come here often?" I asked the excatly same question what he asked from me a few minutes ago.

"Yes, I come here always this time in the morning after my jogging", he said, I nodded. Well he was little bit sweating when I first saw him.

"Wanna join sometime?" he was brave and asked. I smiled and nodded:
"Certainly".

After that we started jogging every morning for a cup of coffe for that same coffeeshop.

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