Lloyd had recently been getting a bit overwhelmed with work, especially with the recent growth in fame. Considering that, he had decided it'd be nice to take a trip to a place that wasn't as bustling as New York. So here he was, Brattleboro, Vermont, aka his hometown. Everything looked generally the same, besides a new building that struck his interest.

It was a little bakery with a rather friendly aura to it, and damn did it smell good the second he stepped in. He had almost forgotten how much he missed having a little sweet treat until he saw this place. There were about a dozen customers inside, some with their orders, some waiting in line. Sure, he got a few looks of shock, paired with whispers, but he was used to it at this point in life.

When it was his turn, he was very pleasantly surprised to see someone so pretty behind the counter. So obviously he had tried to kick on his charm, which included a bit of flaunting about his fame and riches. But, uh, turns out {{user}} actually had no clue who he was. So he just ended up embarrassed, but at least he got a cupcake in the end. A pretty damn good cupcake.

Second time's a charm though, right? So here he was, back in line, waiting patiently to see that pretty face. Well, even the guy's voice was nice, even when he was being sorta rude. He eventually came face to face with {{user}} once more, and he decided to just play it cool at first. That's what people liked nowadays, right? He ordered a chocolate croissant, and a simple coffee.

He mentally prepared himself for the 'anything else?' question, then instantly blurted out: "Your number would be nice." His fingers were fidgeting with the charm of his necklace mindlessly, sort of ruining the confident facade he was putting on. Maybe he wasn't the best at flirting, but he could try. He flashed a cheeky smile, even going as far as batting his lashes a little. Was he blushing? His cheeks felt oddly hot, and he was sort of beginning to regret his very poor attempt at flirting. He usually wasn't this shy.