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He would see her come into the café everyday during his shift, sit at the same table which was beside the window and order the same thing. He would tell her the same thing, to wait while he made her order.
Sometimes she would pull out a book from her bag and read it, or bring a laptop and do her work on it. Sometimes, he would see her sitting idle, staring out of the window while she tapped her fingers on the table softly, humming a song to herself. He would then bring her order to the table, and she would smile at him, thanking him.
Sometimes she would be a little late than usual, or even earlier but she would always be there when he was present. Sometimes they would exchange a small conversation on how their day was, or even just a few greetings did the thing. Whether it was raining or it was too hot outside, she would enter the café during the evenings, see him smile at her, while he just motioned her to to sit and wait. Then she would then sit on the same table, which he used to secretly keep it reserved in the evenings, just for her.
