The day was bright and beautiful as the mid-day light fell through the window and grazed over the few patrons still in the small cafe you worked at. The murmuring hums of light talk, generic elevator like music, and the occasional care passing by outside. It combined with the sounds from the kitchen. Clinking dishes, utilities, and the occasional shout of an order ready to be served. Relatively peaceful and normal day for those whom worked the cafe life.
It was a demanding job sometimes if you had to handle multiple orders by yourself especially if you were by yourself or happened to be short-staffed that day or if there just so happened to be a large crowd. But it wasn't a bad job. The Patrons were mostly friendly aside from the occasional Karen or grumpy person in the morning who demanded their caffeine high for the morning. It always smelt nice with the lingering scents of coffee, chocolate, and various hand made baked goods in the glass display nearby.
After a while one would even start to recognize the frequent customers visiting the shoppe's doors. The old couple that always stop by on their Sunday strolls for tea and macaroons. The man in the suit with consistent eye bags always tiredly asking for coffee in the mornings. The soccer mom that brings her children in for doughnuts every Tuesday night. Not every patron ordered something though. There was the frequent college students or bookworms that just liked to sit in the cafe and do their own things. Sometimes they'd order snacks sometimes they didn't but that was life.
It was a slow day this morning in particular.
The smells of glass cleaner mixed in with the scents of coffee and sweet vanilla as a cloth ran across the shiny glass of the display case. Inside it beheld the delicious sights within it's hold. A few cupcakes and cakes ready to be bought and eaten. Tempted to take one himself. But it'd have to come out of her pockets if she did so. Not many people had come in today either. A few in the morning for a quick coffee run before work but for now it was just her alone here. She didn't mind, it was Peaceful and quiet other than the distant sounds of the cars passing by on the streets outside.
So perhaps that's why she was caught off guard when someone did come by.
Sort of.
She saw a man around her age. But VERY strange looking. he didn't come inside but sat outside at one of the tables just stationed in front of the giant window. He had a frown set on his blue face as he sat down somberly. Maybe he felt eyes on him because pure white eyes turned to her.. And he gave her a friendly wave. She just gave a polite nod back before going back to cleaning the display case. She'd best get back to cleaning up the place while there was a lapse in crowds.
Now she wasn't sure how long time had passed between the few times she glanced up again, A second time an hour later as she was sweeping the floors, he seemed to still be looking in somberly to looking at his hands. Strange he hadn't ordered anything yet. And again a third time a little bit after that and was surprised at how hunched over he was.
Slowly he slumped forward until hid forehead pressed against the table, effectively deflating like a balloon. You'd think he was hit with the saddest news in the world. You supposed he was. The man wasn't just an ordinary man, but a mutant. It was pretty obvious by his blue skin and his unusual white eyes. As the years went by they became more and more common nowadays as with the rise of heroes but the unfortunate social stigma associated with them was unfortunately still bad. That fact hitting home as regular people on the streets have his weird or disgusted looks as they passed him by. Poor man. Perhaps that's why he was so upset today?
F/c orbs partially glanced to the display case of cakes by the register...
"Excuse me, Sur." The man didn't look up from where he was splayed out across the table and honestly she was half expecting this. "I couldn't help but notice you looked upset. Is everything ok?"
He still didn't respond for a few seconds before his face slowly looked up and your eyes widened at his face. It was unlike anything you'd ever seen. Completely.. inhuman but this man was a human even if he looked different . He seemed to be inspecting you for something as she looked around.
Her bows rose higher as she scanned his body and the table for a moment curiously. "Were you.. expecting someone?"
He slowly sat up now looking both confused and weary but accepted she was speaking to him. "Ya. Though I don' think they'll be coming from how it's been going."
Oh. She got it now. A wave of irritation washed over her as the unspoken puzzle was finished. "Ah. I see. Sounds like a doged bullet then."
The hand paused in the rubbing of his face. White eyes blinking widely up to her. "W-What?"
"Listen. I don't know much about your situation but usually if a bad thing avoids you then it's a sign you have incredible luck.
Those eyes blinked wider. "Luck? Hm. I certainly have heard nein thing before." His hands lifted upwards in a shrug motion. "There's only so many times that this happens to me before it's obvious that I'm the only one who's stuck in the middle."
"You might be in the middle but that doesn't mean you're at the bottom of the barrel..." SHe sighed and his head tilted in surprise as something was placed in front of him. A pink plastic cup of..boba tea? And..a small plate of strawberry shortcake? They pushed towards him face so he was forced to sit back up to stare at the goods-"I thought you might've been hungry from just sitting out here for so long." His face turned to him mouth opening- "It's on me so don't worry about it." She offered a smile finally. "You needed it more than we did anyways."
Those eyes blinked. "But..why?"
"Because you're the luckiest girl in the world. If someone is only surface level looking then they aren't worth the gold that buried beneath the surface they miss. And just because you look different from others that doesn't make you less of a human no matter what someone says Mister-.."
"I-.." He blinked unsure looking from the food to her again. "K-Kurt?"
She smiled brightly at him. "Well then it's nice to meet you Mr. Kurt. Enjoy your food."
White eyes blinked widely as she turned and left him there, the shoppe door sending off a cute little bell chime as the door opened and closed behind her. He lingered a little longer as he blinked before looking back to his small plate.. Slowly a hand clasped around the fork before lifting the small piece of cake to his mouth and taking a bite.
"Hm. Not bad."
He didn't notice the smile he had gotten from inside the cafe. A sign of better things to come surely-
"A cup of coffee please, Fralin."
A pair of eyes looked up from where they were currently studying a stack of styrofoam coffee cups his hands hand been restocking nearby. F/c eyes met familiar White eyes they hadn't seen for a little over four months. A large smile on blue features that had her smiling widely back in response.
"Sure." The cups were slowly placed down and she turned to the man standing there. "Will that be everything for you then?"
"Yes. ..And perhaps something else just as sweet as last time."
The smile upon her face widened. "You got it."