First meeting and first friend event

While Holly did consider herself as a bubbly and social person, she still had problems talking to some people, for example, people like Wayne.

And it wasn't because she thought ill of him; rather, it was because of the constant attention he got from girls all around him. Holly had never been popular with guys (most likely due to her obsession with farming) but she got along with a lot of guys (again, due to her obsession with farming which made her all but lady-like) and one thing she found out was that the popular one was usually either really conceited or his fans were really, to put it lightly, unforgiving. Or both. So she had never been able to befriend someone like that, at least not without receiving a bunch of not so kind letters.

So, while Wayne hadn't given her a reason to be cautious, the girls around him were enough of a warning. She didn't think it was fair of her to avoid him because of that but she figured that she was just another girl to him, it wouldn't make a difference whether she spoke to him or not. Of course, that did not mean she outright ignored him, that would have been plain rude. She was a frequent customer of the post office as she would write letters to her family whenever she could, sometimes she would send one to Lisette as well as the girl had mentioned how much she liked receiving a postcard, so she would see him rather frequently. They would exchange pleasantries but nothing more than that.

Two weeks apart from her fist arrival, in a bright sunny day, she received a rather heart-warming letter from one of her friends who she hadn't heard from for a long time. Her heart fluttered upon hearing the news that she had settled down in a faraway town and had a farm of her own now as well. She put replying to her as her first priority as she dashed to the post office before even doing her farm work and was rather surprised to find it empty, as it would have often been swamped with girls, and with Ethan nowhere in sight. There was a strong aroma of coffee in the air, though, and the sound of low humming.

"Um, hello?" She called out. The humming stopped and silence hung in the air now making Holly feel even more self-conscious. She heard some shuffling and then Wayne appeared from the swing door on the right.

His hat wasn't even on as he greeted her with a polite smile "Oh, howdy Holly. Can I help you?"

Holly would have been amazed at his ability to remember her name, seeing the number of girls he met with daily, but instead she put her arms around her back and her left foot took a step back "I wanted to send a letter?" she asked more than said.

Wayne blinked, then looked back at something Holly couldn't see from where she was, when he turned around again, his smile turned apologetic "Sorry, Holly, the post office opens at nine."

Nine. That word swarmed around the blonde's head until she realized that she usually came here after her farm work was done. She hadn't even thought of looking at the time, she nearly wanted to smack herself, but her dominant hand, the one she instinctively went with, was the one holding the letter and she didn't want to ruin it.

"Right, uh, sorry." She murmured sheepishly, he smiled at her again and just as she was about to leave, she stopped for a minute "Is it coffee I'm smelling?"

His features seemingly relaxed "Yep, I brewed a pot. I would offer ya some but I finished it already." He said the last part scratching his left cheek.

Holly smiled a bit "You finished a whole pot? You must really like coffee."

"It's my favorite." He said simply. Holly smiled once again and waved at him as she silently walked out the door.

The farmer didn't know much about coffee, aside from the fact that her dad seemed to be obsessed with a specific brand of it. It was the strangest thing but she couldn't for the life of her remember its name. She had been surrounded by the aroma of that coffee powder for her whole life but she hadn't even bothered to remember the name, it was always just there.

Since the forgotten brand was bothering her as soon as her farm work was done she wrote another letter to her mother, asking her about it. She didn't expect the package that came three days later with a note that said "Enjoy!" and with a detailed explanation of how to make the supposed 'best coffee around'. Unfortunately, Holly didn't own a coffee pot, yet and the big package of coffee powder her mother had sent would most likely collect dust by the time she got around to getting a kitchen. She loved her mother and the way she went all out for her, even directly sending her coffee while all she did was asking for its name, and she didn't want to appear ungrateful but she would have rather her good will go to someone who would be able to enjoy it before it expired. With that in mind, she made her way to the post office.

She didn't give it to him directly, having learned the hard way that giving a gift to a popular bachelor was basically the equivalent of leaving your door open while a murderer was roaming around, so instead she went there before opening hours and, as quietly as possible, slid the coffee powder under the giant gap under the swing door that led to what she presumed was his apartment.

She wrote a thank you letter to her mother, explaining how she wasn't going to be able to enjoy it as she still didn't have anything to make coffee with, but that her gift was going to be appreciated by an avid coffee lover.

She wasn't sure if her mind was playing tricks on her or not but Wayne seemed more… warm to her. He even went as far as greeting her in the midst of a room full of fan girls, which she wasn't sure whether it was good or bad, with a wide smile that looked nothing like the ones he would usually give her.

What surprised her most was the fact that unlike her thoughts, his fan girls turned to look at her with what looked like encouragement in their eyes. Some even gave her a thumbs up and congratulated her once they were out, saying how nice it must have been to have Wayne smile at her like that.

Holly wasn't sure what could have prompted the change; she was rather proud of her sneaking abilities so there was no way Wayne could have noticed her.

The next day she found a cup of coffee on her doorsteps. She nearly tripped on it but caught herself on time. She kneeled down, eyes wide, and took the cup in her hands, it was still warm, she realized, and on it was a stick note that said "It's my favorite as well". She knew better than to taste food given by strangers but in a town as peaceful as this, she wasn't very worried. She took a sip.

Coffee mocha.

…

Little did she know that inside the giant pack of coffee, there was sand instead of powder, with a letter from her mother that read:

"Dear Holly,

Did I get you? You asked for the name of the brand so I thought what better way to prank my daughter! You could say you just got 'owned' but I won't say that because it's cringe worthy. I'm not sure what caused your sudden interest in coffee but whatever it is it must be good! I wrote how to make your favorite type of coffee, coffee mocha, I know you can't stand how bitter black coffee is. I will send you the real coffee and cocoa few months later since you still don't own a kitchen. Take care of yourself, okay?

Love, Mom."

…

Two days later, Holly found out it was Wayne's birthday.

She racked her brain to figure out what he would like but the only thing she knew about him was that he liked coffee. Even though gifting him another coffee pack seemed a bit redundant, she had no other ideas. So, when she caught him sweeping his post office front door, with no one else around him, she approached him.

"Happy birthday, Wayne!" she exclaimed, handing him the coffee pack she got out of her back bag.

Wayne stopped and looked at her, and then at her gift, a small grin appearing on his face "Is there sand inside?" Holly blinked owlishly at him, but he just laughed. Setting his broom aside, he took her gift with a smile "Thank ya, Holly. I love it."

AN: Do not drink random drinks left out in your doorsteps, plz.

I love these two and after marrying Wayne I thought that there still weren't enough interactions between them so, ta-da~

English is not my first language so if there are any grammar mistakes, please let me know!