I'm sitting in one of the overstuffed chairs near the fireplace; a coffee-shop sized mug of tea and the last chocolate and peanut butter square on the table before me. The doors were locked fifteen minutes ago. I know the owner, they trust me.
I've watched the regulars come and go, day in and day out for a long time now. It's fun to watch the reactions of those who just stop by for a few minutes here and there. I'm always curious to see who's going to come in next.
Don't get me wrong, I'm glad this little coffee shop is doing well. It's a fun place to sit and catch up with friends. When it first opened, I wasn't sure how viable an endeavour this place would be. I wouldn't say it's 'caught on', but there's a steady stream of regulars who stop by. That's what's important.
AN: I dedicate this chapter to all my constant readers. Thank you so much. If it weren't for you, this piece would have been cancelled long ago.