A/N- Hello! I bring you a short little story. I mean short by a few chapters that are each five hundred to seven hundred words. This story is dedicated to my bestie whose birthday is today! Love you, bestie! Now, onto the short story!
Chapter 1
Guy grins to himself, having had a perfectly good day. A satchel is hanging off of his shoulder as he enters the coffee shop. He just got off from work from his job as a professor at the university a block away from this little shop. He loves going here in the morning but today was a day he had free time to go in the afternoon. He rushed in happily, seeing his godson behind the counter making drinks for the customers. "Lee!" Guy shouts out as he enters the shop.
The teenager's eyes light up, "Hey! I didn't expect to see you again until tomorrow morning."
"I'm going to have more free time in the afternoons for the next few weeks so get used to seeing me more often." He chuckled, sitting down on the bar stool so he could continue to converse with Lee. The kid was rushing around the bar, making drinks, taking orders, and still holding a conversation. Impressive. While his godson was preparing his drink, Guy took the time to look around. Every morning when he'd appear in this coffee shop, he'd be rushing to get to work early. He hadn't really gotten the chance to see the decorations and people. This coffee shop also doubled up as an ice cream parlor in the spring and summer times. Right now, it was October so coffee would be the only thing served at this time. The walls were a warm orange with greens, yellows, browns, and reds everywhere he looked. It was such a beautiful place.
However, something – or rather someone – caught his eye. A raven haired man in the corner sat alone with a to-go coffee cup in his hands. He took slow sips every now and then, staring down at it with sadness in his dark eyes. He's covered by a gray sweater with navy blue skinny jeans, a chain attached to them. His converse looked worn but still usable. The air around him seems chilled by the sorrow that seemed to choke him. Guy felt great pity for this man and felt a strong desire to ask what's wrong.
"Here you go!" Lee interrupted his train of thought, smiling brightly before going back to work. The professor looked down at the coffee in his hands, furrowing his large brows about what could possibly turn such a man into a sorrowful heap. He had no answer. Guy took a long gulp of the coffee, occasionally speaking to his godson. Sometimes he'd answer back, but with the influx of people just waltzing in at every waking moment, Lee was having a harder time answering back. Guy shrugged it off and kept to himself, an unusual feat in and of itself. After finishing his drink, he left waved goodbye to Lee and walked outside to the chilly air.