Charlie walks into the cafe. It's pouring out and he forgot his umbrella. He sits down at a table near the back and hauls out his book. He sits there, reading and waiting for her to walk by.
He's been in love with her since the first time he walked in to that cafe. She has a spark that nothing can extinguish. Beautiful green eyes, long brown hair and a smile that tells the world she has a secret, but it's too good to share.
He's only pretending to read. The waitress asks him what he would like, even thought he's ordered the same thing every day for the last two years. He never notices any of the staff, except her. The staff have noticed him, but this one is new. She doesn't know that he gets the same coffee every time, and nothing else. She doesn't know that he doesn't talk to anyone, not even her.
So he orders, and when the waitress returns to the counter, his coffee is sitting there, waiting for her to take it to his table. She looks around to see who made the coffe, and to check if it was for her.
"It's the same thing he orders every time, I started making it when I saw him come in." The tall waitress with green eyes says. "He gets the same thing, and he's here every day." She smiles as she says that, and the new girl wonders what she's hiding.
She takes the coffee to his table. The cafe is empty, so she smiles at him and asks him about the book he's reading. She likes to talk, and doesn't give up easily. She's an avid reader, and already knows what the books is about. She just wants him to talk.
"It's a new take on legands and folklore. Nothing that interesting." He says in a slightly dismissive tone.
"Well, it looks scary. I wouldn't want to read that in the dark." the new girl responds.
He just looks at her, so she smiles again, and walks away, on the pretense of cleaning off another table.