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A friendly grimace swept across his face, hand peeled back to rub his neck slowly, eyes darting at the hustle and bustle of the café. Amelia wasn’t lying, it really was rush hour! Almost intimidating. [color=8882be]“Yeah, the joint sure is jumping.”[/color] Her suggestion, however, took him a little by surprise. The eternal smile was replaced with a plain default, eyes a little wider than previously. 

[color=8882be]“Heck, sure.”[/color] A hand rose to salute Amelia, grin slowly creeping back onto his visage. You could count on him, boss! He took enough time to shoot her a playful wink. His boss was super cute, he decided. Drifting along to the cabinet as directed, Dae-hyun started fishing for feline accessories, picking up one, twirling it… placing it back down. This inspection went on for several precious seconds, until the perfect headband was procured. Dark brown, went with his hair. Clapping his hands together once, Dae-hyun heat-seeked the closest table with dishes needing removal, carefully placing them atop a tray to take away, all the while baring a cheeky smile so wide that it half shut his eyes.

Briskly returning with used dishes to the kitchen, a moment was taken to simply stare at March, almost a little confused. Perhaps he recognised him from somewhere? Maybe not, but it was quite the intense look.[color=8882be] “Man, you look so young. I’m feeling old just staring at you…”[/color] A withering sigh escaped him. Even he, at the ripe old age of 20, couldn’t escape the passage of time.