There was this one café in town you always liked to visit in your leisurely time. One reason was for its excellent service, the other being its awesome desserts and drinks. Yet you also had one sole purpose: to see this particular barista that started working there not too long ago. He had quite the looks, so half the time you couldn’t take your eyes off of him. Which..was nice to know yet bad.

You had gotten lost amidst his eyes when it was your turn to order..and he noticed.

“Hey, you’re holding up the line here.” Scaramouche scoffed. “Last time I checked- the menu wasn’t on my face.”