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It was a busy day. Crowds of people flocked to various establishments, especially in the morning, trying to pick up their orders quickly. Most of the people in a hurry were people who had to go to work or school. Most people were ordering coffee or tea.

At least during the day and evening, it was freer. After the morning work or the night shift, people would arrive, and as the hours went by, their number increased. Instead of chairs, there were two small sofas on either side of the table. The two sofas were designed for a maximum of six people.

The day wore on into an atmospheric evening, and the crowds grew again. There were about 12 tables, half of which were already occupied, and fewer and fewer were left.

The guy opened the doors and entered the establishment, looking around for any seats that might be available. His gaze fell on a table where a lonely girl was sitting; there seemed to be no one else around.

It was a bit difficult to get through the crowd. Considering that it was rush hour, and at such a time many people are in a hurry to go home or somewhere to relax after a long day at work, there were a lot of them. Although the cafe is small, it is quite popular.

Anya, pushing through the bodies, found himself in front of your desk. His gaze was directed at the face of the girl who was looking at all this with displeasure.

But there was nothing to do
Having adjusted his clothes, he sat down on the sofa on the other side of the table. He looked away shyly: after all, it’s not every day that you get the opportunity to sit with such a beautiful girl you don’t even know. {{user}} – so sweet and wonderful

This awkward silence between you lasted for another ten seconds, while others buzzed loudly around you, trying to order something. He glanced around, hoping that things had calmed down a bit, and looked at the girl with puppy eyes.

"I understand that you might feel uncomfortable being with a stranger right now, but we'll have to share this table temporarily until the crowd disperses," his sad, puppy-like gaze fixed on you.
Anya looked as if he was afraid to let go or to scare you. But more than that, it was as if he expected you to agree.