Everything Is Blue

Part 2

"Calvin, huh." Remembering the number on the table I turned toward Shelly.

"He has a number on his table. What is he waiting on?" I asked with curiosity.

"Ah, he ordered some coffee but requested it come out with his food. I think he plans to be here for quite awhile either that or he is just really hungry. Calvin ordered soup, salad and a sandwich." He turned to look at him. "He hasn't been waiting that long. He sat down a few minutes before you came out. Before I could even respond there was a soft dinging noise that could be heard to the right of us. The sound caught our attention and we both turned in the direction of the noise.

"Three." A gruff voice yelled. We didn't have a normal serving system at Fate's. Not that it really mattered anyways.

"That's yours." I noted, turning back around. I tried to look anywhere besides the table Calvin was sitting at. I couldn't help but be curious since this was the second time I have run into him today and I have yet to see his face.

"Crap." Shelly mumbled under her breath. "I didn't think it would be done this fast. I haven't even made his coffee yet." While she was slightly panicking, I was looking around the shop observing the customers. There weren't many. There was a lesbian couple cuddled on one of the brown leather couches. They held hands and they propped their feet up on the lower shelf of the coffee table right across from them. While some guy with a girl sat on the other brown couch with textbooks and notebooks sprawled about everywhere. They seemed to be either arguing or discussing something. You could tell there was sexual tension there. A middle-aged woman sitting by herself at a table reading a book and taking small sips of her coffee. Then there was Calvin who sat alone with his laptop.

"Michelle!" Shelly said loud enough to snap me out of my trance but not loud enough to disturb the customers.

"What?" I looked at her. She sighed at me.

"I asked if you would take his food to him while I make his coffee." It was my turn to sigh. "Please? Plus it will give me an opportunity to think of what I am going to say to him."

"I guess." My voice was flat and even. Ignoring my shit attitude Shelly handed me the tray filled with his food. Handing it was a nice term, what she really did was shove it at me.

I walked around the counter and started towards Calvin. Was it weird to call him Calvin? Was it too personal? I didn't even know him. I shook my head to clear my thoughts. I didn't know this person so why did I care? I chalked it up to curiosity. For some reason the short walk to his table seemed to take forever. When I finally reached his table he just sat there, engrossed into his computer. I set the tray of food on the table closest to his. He must have been doing something important because even as I started to place his food on the table there was no reaction from him. I noticed that his laptop took up most of the table, which wasn't all that surprising. The coffee shop had a decent sized table but they did lean more on the smaller side. His food barely fit onto the table; in fact it looked like it might fall off at any minute.

"Thanks." He told me without taking his eyes off the computer. His hands were clicking away on the portable mouse and sometimes typing on the keyboard. Even though I was so close to him I still couldn't see his face. If the screen wasn't in the way, his snapback was. I didn't know if he could even hear me so I debated whether or not I should respond.

"No problem." I paused remembering his coffee. "Shelly is just finishing up your coffee now. She'll come give it to you in just a minute." He nodded in response. I picked the tray up and was about to walk away and let him worry about the lack of space for his coffee for himself. I don't know what compelled me but I set the tray down again and started to move the chairs away from the table closest to him. Making sure not to knock anything over or knock anything off the table, I moved the table slowly next to him. The tables lined up perfectly and evenly. I quickly rearranged the plates of food.