"Mia? Are you working here?" He asks with a smile on his face.
I respond with a nod and smile at him.
"Wow, that's great! I never thought that I'll meet you here. I'm thinking that I'll visit you at your apartment but I don't have your number."
"Well, I'm here. Anyway, what's your order. It's on me."
His eyes wide, shocked.
"Wait, really?"
"Of course. After all, you are my friend."
He giggles, scratching his nape while swaying his body as if he's shy. I don't know why he's shy but I consider him as my friend even though he almost hits me.
"You are my friend. I like that."
"Yes, now tell me your order."
Then, he hums while starting at the menu and within a split of a second, he replies, "Frapuccino and also blueberry cheesecake."
I wince when hearing his order. I never thought that a guy like him likes sweets, instead of regular coffee with some toast. But it's his like so I'm not going to judge him.
