Waking up in the fresh air of small town life was refreshing not to mention quiet. It had been too long since he'd had that luxury. He wondered just how long that would last. Before he could sink any deeper into thought his phone started ringing.
"Hello, this is Conor." Yes, he has a name people! "Sure," he said. "Ill be right in." Conor hung up the phone and jumped out of bed. He had to admit. He was pretty stoked to be heading in to his first day of work. He had become chummy with the manager at a local coffee shop and managed to fill one of thier empty positions. It wasnt what he wanted to do forever but making coffee at the Grind Time would jumpstart it. And the free "perks" didnt hurt either.
After throwing on the cleanest clothes he could find, Conor made his way to the edge of town to the coffee shop. The place was always busteling. Better tips, he thought as he slid behind the counter and grabbed a store shirt. As he slid it over his other shirt struggling to get his head through, he heard a soft voice say "excuse me" behind him. Without thinking he spun around, head still halfway through the shirt hole knocking over coffee mugs as he went.
He shoved the shirt down and looked up. His face turned bright red and cheeks started to burn. It was her. The woman he bumped into in front of this place last week. "Um, hello" she said in a sarcastic tone. Conor realized he had just been staring at her. Clearing his throat he stepped closer to the counter.
"Hi, I uh, I'm Conor. What can I get ya?" He slathered on his best date me smile.
"How about some decent service for starters?" she shot back. He was stunned. How could something so rude come out of a mouth that pretty? Before he could think of a reply she burst out laughing.
"Oh man, I got you so good. You look like you just saw a ghost! Im just messing with ya. Besides, if I was a jerk your boss wouldnt let me use the free wifi all the time." She motioned to the man standing behind him in the kitchen entrance. He cracked a smile and just shook his head before returning back to the kitchen.
"You know Phil?"
"Yeah, I met him a while back when I was coming in all the time. I practically went broke at first buying coffee just so i could work on my um, project. He took pity on me and said I was free to come in anytime, coffee or not. Speaking of which, could i get a soy latte please?"
Conor brushed the fallen mugs aside with his foot and made the latte, all the while his hands trembling. "Its on me." He said as he handed it to her. She winked and said thank you before returning to her corner. What an idiot, he thought as he began to clean up the mess he'd made.
As if on cue, Phil came out of the back room and chuckled. "I can see you have eyes for that one there" he motioned to the corner seat, "but if you think you're gonna just waltz in with the city boy charm of yours and win her over you got another thing coming." And just like that he went back to work. What did he know about her?
Either way he was drawn to her. Her smile, her mysteriousness, he wanted to know more. Then as he bean making another drink a thought crossed his mind. Thank god for coffee and free wifi!