thatdamfangirl96
What’s in that tea...?
'Don't look at my flaws
Please.
I'm not a Monster.'
Fifth person in line, waiting for his coffee and muffin. He was looking at me. watching me, make and serve coffee. Runaround like a madman in an apron. He was looking at my eye patch. my white, cotton, medically received, eye patch on my left eye.
'He thinks I'm a monster.
I'm not.'
'Please. your looking at my flaws.
Don't.
I'm not a monster. Please.'
'I'm not a monster, I'm not, I'm not. I'm not.'
He stepped up to the counter. I looked down, grabbing a cup and marker ready to write his name down.