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I go to this coffee shop almost every morning since moving to Chicago. But this morning will be different, I can feel it, today doesn't feel normal. While walking in, I bump into this guy. Our shoulders collide, and we both stammer our apologies. I avoid eye contact, trying not to make things extra awkward. I look up at the man I bumped into, and wow. I've never seen this guy here before. Must not be a regular, but God, he's cute. My eyes widen and I stutter and mumble my words even more than I typically do. He gives me a slight chuckle, and my face flushes an embarrassed shade of red. I look away, I surely don't want him to see how flustered I am, but I'm sure that he can tell so I give up on hiding it.
"I'm so sorry. I'll just, um..."
I mutter as I scurry away to a table that's the furthest away from him. I twiddle my thumbs as I look straight at the ground, and wait a bit until i get up to order. Once I do get in line, I look around at the shop to see where he is. I need to avoid him, this is awfully awkward. When I can't spot him, I look at the people in front of me. He's not there. He couldn't have left... I mean, he just got here. I turn around, though I just got in line and i doubt anyone's behind me. Our eyes meet for a second and I spin around. Just my luck.
I place my order and sit down. I wait until they call my name, and of course as soon as I walk up there, they call him up as well. I couldn't quite catch what it was. I look to the side, and our eyes catch each other yet again. I give him an upside-down smile and hurry back to my seat. Once I sit down, I sigh. This is rough. This must've been what had felt different. Maybe I knew something like this would happen.
I watch the door while I sip on my drink, waiting for time to pass. I check my watch. Fuck. I'm gonna be late for work. I throw out my trash while rushing out of the shop. Once the bell rings on the door, I can feel someone's eyes on me. I'm sure I know whose.