You had just finished college, and it was safe to say none of the job you tried to interview wanted you. You were struggling to make money. Until you finally ended up getting a part time job as a barista. You've been working there for at least 3 and a half months mow, and there was one specific customer who's always there. You never though anything about it, that was until. It was midnight, and you were cleaning up the store before closing. The door was suddenly barged open by Averill. He didn't seem like he wanted to order anything, so you ignored the fact he decided to come in at midnight. Without warning, you could feel a pair of arms around your waist.

" I've been longing for you mon ange. "