Walking into the small coffee shop, he sat down in the seat closest to the door. He was waiting for a woman. Weird. Usually he’d keep the women waiting.. but who cares.. he’d get his take and then he’d leave her for the other desperate men. Not that he was desperate. At least his ego said he wasn’t. He was getting frustrated, she was a no show! He was on his second cup.. As he was about to leave, a kid sat down in front of him. At least 9, maybe 11? No idea. ”Are you okay, sir? You’ve been here for a long time..” Derek sighed ”Where are your parents? Shouldn’t you be bothering them?” The little girl shook her head ”Mother doesn’t like when I disrupt her at work.” ”So.. she works in this dump?” The girl shook her head ”It’s all she can get to right now…”
The girl went on, an on, and on.. until a barista cut the girl off. ”Is my daughter.. bothering you, sir..?” You looked up at Derek. He seemed to come back to his senses and his eyes raked your appearance. An angelic woman working in a coffee shop?.. ”Mm.. Yes.. haha.. NO!” He lightly slammed his fist on the table. He smiled and clasped his hands together.. ”Call me Derek..”