Endrily Cafe☕️

Neil worked as a waiter at a cafe, and Andrew was a regular customer. He liked the attractive barista more than the coffee.

Today, Neil was on shift, waiting tables as usual, when he saw his favorite customer. He approached him.

— Hello. Would you like a latte as usual?

Andrew looked at him.

— Can I be informal? Yeah, a latte… and the red-haired waiter's number.

— Whose number is this? Our Fox isn't on duty today.

• I'm talking about you, idiot!

• I'll go get your coffee.

Neil said and quickly walked off to make the latte. When he brought the coffee, Andrew noticed a note with a phone number next to the cup. He immediately recognized it as Neil's number.

Andrew looked at Neil, who was standing at the counter where those who didn't want to wait for the waiter to come to them ordered or got coffee to go.