What's Wrong With Milkshakes?

Part 2

April 12th
im woken up by my phone ringing.
"Lexi get up!" i hear down the phone. Great, i take it that Brooke is awake and very excited. After all, she is seeing Diversity today and shes been waiting her whole life to see them.
"Are you excited by any chance?" I ask her.
"Wouldnt you be?" She replies.
"Well its Diversity, so not really" i mutter.
"LEXI!" Brooke screams down the phone.
"What?" i say, rolling my eyes at her.
"Ugh, dont worry. I've got to go now anyway. I'll send you pictures of Perri!!" i can hear the smile in her voice.

i left my house and put my earphones in, nearly deafening myself with the volume of my music. the walk to work was boring as it's just across the main part of Bristol which isn't particularly interesting. i walk into the coffee shop, which, as per usual, is extremely quiet. i nod a quick hello to my boss and go to the back room to put my stuff away. when i get back and start my orders, I notice a black van pull up outside the coffee shop.
'thats weird', i think, 'ive never seen this van before'. i ignore it and get back to my work. soon enough a tall, handsome guy walks through the door. hes got beautiful dark eyes, framed by Harry Potter style glasses, dark brown hair which is neatly slicked back into a bun.

damn hes cute.

the guy walks over to the till and i gain just about enough courage to go and serve him.

"Do you serve milkshakes at this time of year?" he asks me.