Andrew Minyard

"Good afternoon, what's for you?" the red-haired guy asked cheerfully. The blond's eyes swept around the coffee shop, and after a second he answered: "Espresso." A couple of minutes later, Josten held out a glass and smiled. Andrew Minyard took the coffee and glanced at his grin one last time, then left, leaving the boys alone with their thoughts.

The next day, Andrew walked into the same coffee shop again. The warm light, the greenery, the smell of coffee and baked goods—everything was there. And again, he saw Neil smiling.

“Good morning,” said the red-haired guy. “Good,” the blond answered quietly, with a barely noticeable smile.

For a week, Minyard came every day for black coffee, and Neil was always happy to see him, sometimes treating him to baked goods and joking, "For your pretty eyes." Minyard was most attracted to Neil's blue eyes and his tousled red hair.

One day, Neil decided to try a trick. When Andrew came again, after greeting him, he asked:

— What is your name?

• Andrew. “Wonderful,” Neil smiled and wrote “Andrew:)” on the cup — And what is your name? “Neil,” he answered shortly. Minyard smiled and, pointing to the inscription, said:*
• Then, Neil, add your number here.

Don't put your finger in your mouth, he might bite off your whole hand. At least he should.