Coffee shops

He couldnt help but stare in awe at the surroundings around me, the earthy colours, the comfy atmosphere, and the buzz of people sitting at the tables and booths with cups of coffees and books. He  looked around for a spare seat, when he noticed that one booth, out of all, was empty with only 1 girl sitting inside. It intrigued him, as the busy coffee shop had people forcing to take away their coffees as there was literally no space to sit down, and all except her booth was full. He made his way to the barista, who beamed at him cheerily, almost too happily for his liking. "Hi what can i get for you today?" he asked, flashing his lip piercing in a beaming smile. He smiled back politely and took out his wallet. "Expresso double shot" he stated, handing him a 5 dollar bill. "Youre going to have to take away though , seeing as theres no empty seats at the moment, unless you'd like to wait?" the barista stated, nodding behind him to the full room of people. "How about the booth there? Can i share the space with her?" he asked, looking towards the girl in the corner booth, sitting the farthest away from the windows. To his suprise, the baristas eyes dimmed of its radiance, and his smile dropped slightly. "Um.. i cant really say. ill still put it in a takeaway cup. No one really bothers her and shes a regular here. its almost like her spot you see. " he murmured nervously, handing him his change and walking away towards the coffee machine. As he waited for his coffee he took his time observing the girl sitting there, and analyzed her from the distance. She had jet black hair, pulled up in a messy bun with tufts of strands poking out in various directions. In front of her she had 2 empty cups, holding the third one in her left hand while she scribbled away in her notebook in the other. He couldnt see her eyes, for her back was towards him and he could barely see her head even from his position. Grabbing his coffee and murmuring thanks to the barista, he walked towards the girl, curious as to see why no one would bother her. As he approached her he noticed how cool it was at this spot compared to the front of the shop, the heating was minimal and the chatter here was more dimmed as well. walking up to the table he placed his coffee on the surface and slid into the bench opposite of the girl, and waited for her to notice him. it was almost funny, how her head raised up from her notebook and met his eyes with a shocked look, as if she never saw a human in front of her before. Giving her a tentative smile, he asked her softly, for as he looked at her expression, he realized she was actually nervous of him. "is it alright if i sit here? i wont disturb you, its just there is no where else to sit" the girls eyes widened even more, and she bit her lip and nodded, shrugging slightly and dipping her head again, hiding her eyes from him. and he realized he was staring. the girl in front of him was very intriguing indeed. with almond eyes with the darkest of brown, full plum lips and with her tanned complexion, she was quite a sight amongst the other ethnicities in the shop. But what shocked him the most was her eyes. Besides the darkness, how dead they looked. they didnt spark with any emotion and they looked so lifeless, when she stared at him while he sat down, almost as if she never even knew what happiness was. it jarred him at the spot, as he wrenched his eyes away from the girl and took out his own novel he was holding in his hands, holding his trembling hands tightly to his coffee cup with the other.

A hour passed solidly and no one disturbed them. it was then he noticed, as he looked up from his book that the girl had stopped writing and was staring out at the walls again with the blank expression, yet it screamed sadness. the expression wrenched his heartstrings, for never had he met a girl so quiet and lonely, and so withdrawn. as he watched her stare at the walls, her phone rang suddenly, piercing the silence with a dubstep ringtone, catching him unawares and making him jump. the girl, faster than light snatched the phone up and put it to her ears, whispering something, and hanging up a second later. thats when he stared even more. She had smiled.  she had smiled a crooked smile, where only a part of her lips raised to actually bring out a dimple right next to her slight smile, so small he almost missed it. she grabbed the notebook and shoved it in her adidas bag, sliding out of the booth with agility. she looked at him, as he looked at her, wondering if she was going to say anything. but she didnt. she blinked and turned around, walking out the coffee shop with her empty cups of coffee in hand, taking his heart away with the smile she never gave him.

he wanted to know her.