[@OliveYou][@BeefyDork]

[color=8493ca]“Thank you!”[/color]

His plan was to open the door slowly, because he knew first-hand the temper of a woman. When the door all but opened itself, Daehyun had to summon a great, spiritual will-power to root himself to the ground, even if his eyebrows all but hit the ceiling. All in fun, his smile was still there but… it much less like the usual, nearly plastic grin he could conjure up. It was softer, gentle. 

[color=8493ca]“Actually, I came to tell you not to worry about it. I hate the thought of you hiding back here, being embarrassed.”[/color]

That and, he needed his uniform. Something that was taken from her hands, and a mental note to find his kitty-accessories. He pivoted, to allow the poor woman to escape the backroom, with a dramatic sweep of one arm and a bow. Like a mysterious Spanish gentleman. Except it was Daehyun. Using the cover of the bow to flash a grin, he added;

[color=8493ca]“I like your hair, as well. I love the colour, maybe you could pick out a colour for me to dye my hair sometime, haha?”[/color]

Genuinely. Given that Amelia was the manager and had much to attend to in the front shop, Daehyun was happy enough to slip into the back of the store himself and get ready properly.  Cuffing up buttons, using his phone camera to make sure that Amelia was 100% correct, his hair WAS cool. He was cool. So cool. He even blew himself a little kiss, as half hearted as it was. 

His phone buzzed, a text message. He felt his heart light up, flutter, he knew she’d come to her senses--

[color=aba000]‘30% OFF ON ALL PIZZAS’[/color]

…He felt his fingers tighten around the phone.

It took a lot of effort to not storm out onto the café scene—and what a scene there was! So many new people! Of course, he’d seen March before, and had very recently met the lass responsible for those delightful looking macaroons. There was someone… older, and by that he meant closer to his age than his co-workers. He had long, wavy hair, and certainly seemed well trained. Perhaps a former employee? Infact, he seemed very well received! 

Mari, too, although he didn’t know her name yet, he was -sure- he’d seen her inside before, maybe before he came in the first time, or after the shift… as he opened his mouth to join in on the meet and greet, however...


The customer that had come in prematurely? His throat felt a little dry. He looked everywhere, but always sort of… settled back on the braided girl. Very uncharacteristically silent. 

He must have made it look like Amelia had destroyed him, inadvertently… he tried to sidle up to Minkyu, whispering in his ear in the most-obviously-not-obvious-way.

[color=8493ca]"Do you know her...?"[/color]