Andy's POV
When I had invited Dave out for coffee, I hadn't stopped for a second to consider how I was going to react to seeing his face completely, or if I was even going to be seeing it, because on that night, I had been unable to completely see it due to the hood of his cape that had casted a shadow over the top of his face.
I hadn't considered that at all.
Now that I was making my way through the small streets which lead to the bus stop, where I was going to take a bus which would take me to a particular coffee shop that wasn't all that far, and could be easily trekked, but I wasn't feeling up to the walk at this very moment, especially because I'd have to take the walk on my own if I do that.
