The guy comes out of the bathroom not with the Cafes tshirt on and his shirt now in a plastic. He sits down and looks at the menu before he calls me.

He orders a full English breakfast with coffee on the side, as I write everything down I look at him closely he has big brown eyes that can pierce through ones soul.

“You got that?” I quickly snap out of it and nod. He is not my usual type of guy, do I even have a type I shake my head slightly as I turned around but I could not help but look.

He is not the guys from magazine who you will drool over no, he has this mysterious look about him, a serious face that might make him unapproachable but he was still lookable.

As I go and place his order, I think back to when I had an actual boyfriend and I am ashamed to admit that I last had a boyfriend 2 years ago now almost 3 years and I am still single. Time sure does fly who would have thought I would be single for so long.

Then again I was not looking for a relationship back then because I got out of a bad relationship and now I asked myself am I ready?

I silently scolded myself, where did the relationship part even came from?

I place his plate and coffee on the tray and walk over to his table, “Your English breakfast and cup of coffee.” I say as I place the plate and coffee on the table.

He does not bother looking at me as he brings his plate closer.

I walk behind the counter now glad that the morning rush is almost over and I can finally breath.