maybe, someday

1 // cafe

landon

it was the first day of december

and snow had begun to fall,

small tiny snowflakes landing

softly on the top of my navy

blue cotton beanie, dissolving

into its warmth.

the air was chilled, my breath

easily seen in the air between

each inhale and exhale as i

strolled down the sidewalk

making my way towards the

coffee shop.

the cowbell jiggled as i opened

the door and closed it in one

swift motion to prevent the

winter weather from seeping

into the warm café.

walking behind the counter

i grabbed my black apron,

tying it behind my waist

while winking at the group of

school girls waiting to take their

order.

“landon, see to your tables, not

the ladies. i’m sure they’re younger

than you are anyways.”

a chuckle fell from my lips at my

bosses snarky remark as i made

my way towards my side of the

café;

freezing in place as i closed

in on table nine.

once light brown hair, was turned

blonde close enough to being the

color of the snow on the sidewalks.

it had been almost over a year

since the night on the tower and

here you were, bundled up with

your face in a book, sitting in booth,

not just any booth, my booth.

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i was going to wait another day to upload but i'm way too excited to begin, so why not an early update ;-) i'm doing things a bit different with this story than the first three: 1. the writing style  and 2. different point of views (povs) instead of just one; so make sure when you're reading you pay attention to the name in bold so you wont get confused as to who is talking. since i'm writing in two povs (can you guess who the second one is? ;-)) i'll be updating twice when i do :-) this is the last story so i thought why not change a few things with my writing up a bit. i want this story to be amazing and do the other three justice, so i'm hoping you guys will like this one ever better than the others. i'm liking the direction i'm taking this story in already and i hope you guys will too! happy reading, ily xxx.