Mello POV.
The noisy sounds of voices were distracting me, well, I couldn't ask too much of a coffee shop. I tried to focus on the lyrics again, the lyrics was giving me trouble. Matt wanted a song about love, and he had chosen the worst writer to create it. The sound of porcelain touching the table kicked me out of my thoughts. He hadn't asked for anything. I looked at the albino boy who was trying to leave.
"Hey!"
He turned around, I had seen that boy before. He had been working in the cafeteria for about a month.
"Yes?"
"I didn't ask for this."
"Invites the House."
"Why?"
"You seemed to need it."
I did not know what to answer, those black eyes looked at me sincerely, I realized that the liquid in the cup was chocolate, smile at that fact. I looked at the badge with the waiter's name on it.
"Thanks, Nate."
A small smile decorated her lips.
"No problem."
I looked at the blank paper again and wrote the verse with the ideas floating in my mind.
I met him in a coffee in the middle of nowhere.
Hi! This is the first time that I am encouraged to upload something in English, I am sorry if it is very poorly done, English is not my first language, I like to practice it by writing short stories, and tonight I asked myself why not publish one?
Death note does not belong to me, if I did meronia would be canon.
