Four days out of the week she comes here.
One out of the four days she asks for two extra napkins.
She then writes a message on these napkins and throws them away.
Why does she throw them away?
Why waste your time writing such a long message to then simple throw it away?
She always comes alone.
Why is someone that looks like that alone?
Why does she always look sad?
I wish I could ask these questions.
But I don't know her.
Why should I care though?
I'm just a barista.
Olivia.
That's her name.
The name behind that pretty face.
What's your story Olivia?
Why do I even want to know?
This is weird.
I've never felt this way before....
