“The usual?” He asked as his piercing gray eyes bore into you. You felt butterflies although it was completely normal for him to know your order by now. You’ve made yourself a regular at Ervy’s Diner & the waiter in front of you was the sole reason. Despite his harsh tone and short temper, you liked him. In fact, you found his bluntness to be attractive.But maybe you were just blinded by how much you liked him. You stared at his worn out nametag, not having the gall to meet his exhausted eyes.