Coffee?

Allyson went to an Asian tour with her mom and after that she'll stay in Thailand for almost a year.

After a long day, night falls, and Chimon's day isn't over yet. Unlike others.

He got up, grabbed his bag, received his daily payment, and then went to the cafè for his night shift.

He stopped in a convenient store and grabbed a cheap rice meal and coffee. He took a seat and stared at the street.

You can see his eyes building up tears. He took a sip from his coffee then he giggled.. Chimon imagined himself finishing a lot from his bucket list.

"My life would be great this day, everyday, if only." he whispered it to himself.

He finished his meal and went back to work.

12:10 A. M.

"Hey Ken, order for Mr. Philips." Chimon shouted.

"One Chamomile tea for Mr. Philips!" Ken approached the customer.

When Chimon and Ken went to the employees area.

"Hey Chimon! did you noticed that Mr. Philips always spends his late hours in our branch?" Ken asked me in a intriguing way.

"Then? Let him be." Chimon replied giving Ken a poker-faced.

"He seems to be lonely? Look at him, spends his time alone and at this hour Huh." Ken answered.

Chimon's mopping the floor.

Chimon darted his eyes to Ken, "That's how life works Ken. We all have different perspective about life."

Ken went silent.

"Even though we wish to have a better life, it will always be the life that is destined to be ours. A lucky one or the life we are experiencing today." Chimon added.

"Stop being dramatic." Ken replied giggling.

"I can't, drama is my life itself," Chimon added.

Then both of them laughed at each other. Laughing through problems.

"By the way Chimon.

1:30 A. M.

"Ah finally, I can go home." Chimon stretched his arms and yawned.

On the bus stop he saw a familiar face who was to be Mr. Philips. Chimon closed his eyes because of the nervousness he's feeling and he keeps on breathing heavily.

A voice mumbled, "you okay?"

Chimon looked at his right, "Uhm.....I'm fine"

"You're the one who's working in the cafè, right?" Mr. Philips said.

"Yep" Chimon bites his lower lip.

Then Mr. Philips offered Chimon cigarette and Chimon took his offer. They both smoked at the station then Chimon asked Mr. Philips, "So, what now Mr. Philips?"

"Dean, call me Dean. Mr. Philips is too professional"

The bus had arrived.

"Bye Dean" Chimon walked to the bus door but Dean grabbed his hand and pulled him back.

Then Chimon has no idea what's going on.

"Can we spend the night together?" Dean gave him a smirk.

"WTF! ARE YOU GAY OR BI-------?" Chimon shouted and removed his hand from Dean's grip.

Then Dean's face lit up and burst into laughter.

"I just want to have some coffee with you. A man to man talk perhaps." Dean laughed.

"Oh" Chimon turned pink.

To be continued.....