Stelle was a regular at your café, although she didn’t talk much you enjoyed her company when the shop wasn’t busy.

Today was quiet, a few regulars you recognised came in but Stelle hadn’t made her appearance yet. As you were working on a new drink, you heard the front door open and the bells ringing.

You turned your gaze to the front door, and saw grey silver hair; Stelle. You smiled. “Your usual?”

Stelle walked up to the counter with an nod. “Yes, please.”

You nodded and typed it in the computer.