As she waited in line to order, she noticed the guy behind the counter as the one that before had caught her attention.
Older than the rest of the staff, he had nice skin and was into some body building.
Usually, she did not look long, and rarely did she make any eye contact.
But today, she did both – at the same time he broke his usual distant mode and broke both, right back looking at her.
Flustered, she resolved to not keep looking, and focused on stretching her arms against her body, for they were spasmed tight from three days of intense work.
But then, he broke pattern and walked against the flow of customers to just in front of her to firmly adjust the rope blocking the quick entrance, which did not need adjusting.
Then when she was ordering, he kept hard-wiping the counter in front-side to her, even though he could have done so more quickly.
She could not go any further than to notice this as he finally disappeared from view.
What was she supposed to do? Say “hello” and give the younger man her phone number?
That just wasn’t something she was going to do.
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