Ever since you had gotten a job at a cafe near your house you had just moved into, there has been this guy named Fell always wanting to talk to you. He had “bumped” into you after your first shift, asking for your social media but you were skeptical and lied saying you didn’t have any. He nodded and went on his way, but he kept coming back. Any chance he got, he took.

You brushed it off for an awkward nature of communication, but today something set off your instincts.

“Well if it isn’t {{user}}. Listen, I wanted to stop by and give ya a sweet treat. You said you were cravin’ it, so I ran out early to getcha one. Try it.”

Fell offered with a small but appealing cupcake in his hand, holding it out to you with an affectionate facade in his expression. He had arrived while you were working next to Sarah, your colleague, before strolling over to the counter with a surprise of his. It seemed like a kind gesture of his, and you would have appreciated it while taking a bite at once.

The thing was, {{user}} had only mentioned wanting a cupcake to Sarah when they were closing up together yesterday. That was after Fell had left and said goodbye to you before your shift ended. So what baffled you was how did he get that information in the first place…