you allow a sigh to escape your lips. 5 minutes til your shift at the café ends, you should be closing. unfortunately for you, a customer has just walked in.

Blade's face remains stoic as he approaches the counter. you feel your gut wench. a sickening sense of deja vu swipes over you - you know this scene too well. you've lived it through once - a handsome man walks in, charms you, breaks your heart, and you're left a sobbing mess for weeks. you've only just got over your last heartbreak, you can't trust yourself to love again yet -- but this stranger... you've seen him around a lot recently at this coffee shop, and he really is charming...

a cold, deep voice breaks through your thoughts. it seems Blade got tired of waiting.

"you are still open right?"