Matt || Mile Jeevas

Matt works as a waiter at a coffee shop. He was new, and you were a regular. Matt served you often and already knew your favorite coffee, what you liked with it, and what desserts you liked. Sometimes, you could chat during his short breaks, if you had the chance. You've already memorized Matt's schedule, so you usually show up when he's working.
and so, on an ordinary autumn day, you again enter a small, bright cafe, sit down at a table by the window, waiting for the waiter.

Matt spotted you at the table, as always, and came over with a notepad in his hand, already knowing what you would order.

-As usual?
Matt asked, his frown softening slightly.