My Angel Has Good Music Taste

Prologue: A pair of converses and a silver unicorn

Prologue: A pair of converses and a silver unicorn

~My Angel Has Good Music Taste~

A week ago, I was going home after meeting some friends. It was warm that day, but the sky was packed with grey and black clouds. Everyone on the streets had an umbrella with them, but I wasn’t that smart. With still half of town to go, it started raining. And raining it did. Within the minute, I was soaked. So of course I went in a shop for shelter. It seemed to be a café.

I looked around in the small shop. There was a long bar with stools in different, bright colours along it. Next to the window they had placed booths for four persons. At the walls were pictures of people. Above them, it spelled: Photo Wall. Put your favourite photo here. The white colour on the walls were blocking with all the other colours, but someone made it work. Everything screamed cosy. I liked it.At the bar, there was sitting a guy. He was flirting with a girl sitting next to him. She was small and a bit chubby, but cute. She had pink cheeks from blushing and was running her hand through her hair. She was completely falling for that little bastard. When she heard the door ring, she looked up. Her gaze met mine. Even though I wasn’t interested at all, I decided to ruin this guy’s game. I winked at the girl and smiled my most charming smile. Then I turned and sat down in a booth. I was very pleased with myself. I saw that she was still looking at me, with a surprised look.. The guy next to her tapped her arm. When she turned to him, she wasn’t smiling anymore. She looked irritated. I chuckled. This went better than expected. He asked her something. The girl watched him with a disgusted look and then stood up. She paid and left in a bright yellow Mini.

I sat back in the leather seat of the booth and looked outside. The rain was less than a minute ago, but the sky was still grey. Bored, I took the menu.

Soon, she stood next to me.

“And what do you think you’re doing?” I looked up from the menu, which only contained coffee, coffee and more coffee. When I saw the girl, I smiled lazy up to her. She looked at me like I was a big loser.

“Can I have-“ I quickly looked at the menu, “a vanilla flavoured latte please?”

She rolled her eyes. “God, you’re making the whole booth wet with you clothes! Stand up, I’ll go get a towel or something..” When I didn’t stand up, she took my arm and pulled me of my seat, what caused me to fall on the ground. She ran away, through a door that said Staff only. Through the open back of her shirt, I saw a tattoo. It were flying birds, crossing her back. It was girly, but pretty and it fitted perfect on her back.

Ignoring the curious looks and the soft laughs of the three other customers behind me, I stood up. I looked myself over. She was right, my hair and clothes were dripping from being in the rain for five minutes. I just awkwardly stood there, in the middle of the café. After a while, she came back with an evil grin on her face and a pink towel in her hand.

She handed it to me, and I glanced at the towel. “You just had to take the pink one, didn’t you?” She shrugged, still with that evil, but beautiful, grin. “We work here with two girls for a female boss. What did you expect?” She pointed to the bar. Behind it, there was another girl, who was serving the other customers.

I looked back at the girl in front of me. I sighed and started rubbing the towel on my head. Then I asked her: “Is there somewhere I can,” I pointed to my clothes, “Dry this?” After a weird look, she started laughing. “You’re a guy right?” she asked me after some time. Now I looked weird at her. “Yeah, of course I am.”

“Well, it’s not like you have boobs or anything right? All you have are those sad, sad nipples. You can just dry off here!” She waved at me and walked away to serve a customer. She wanted me to dry off here? It’s not like I’m ashamed of myself, on the contrary, my abs were  taken care of. But still. I was not taking off my shirt in front of a window!