About them, muffin, cappuccino and love..

“The usual, you know.” He ordered from behind his laptop screen.

Muffin and cappuccino. It’s always the same. A random sketch on the the tissue, a cold look, and gone.

“Handsome man, but what a heartless-strange character,” the waitress mused.

“Shit! Why can’t I just ask her out?” he cursed himself while walking out.