He Walked In

It was cold one December evening, and honestly I was just sitting minding my own buisness. I had my comic book and coffee set out in front of me, when he came in. He had a long trench coat draped on his shoulders. His dark blonde hair swept over his eyes nicely. He started whispering things towards the cashier in what appeared to be a different language. He turned to me and flashed a smile that would make any girl swoon.

Then again, I'm a bisexual male wearing really big glasses and a star wars shirt.