you always visit the worth cafe, since your office was nearby. and everytime, you’d encounter the same barista, jarred

its been a year, visiting the cafe whenever you can, and you and him have grew close friends, yet you were starting to admire him secretly.

work was stressing you lately and you decided to drop by, you open the door and come in, heading to the counter where you see him smiling, speaking with a joyful tone

“well if it isn’t my favorite customer? what can i get for ya?”