The café was unusually quiet.
Late afternoon light filtered through the windows, casting soft golden beams across the wooden floor. The hum of a low conversation from the kitchen faded in and out. Luna sat behind the cashier’s desk, idly flipping a pen between her fingers, her eyes unfocused.
She had covered Mia’s shift today. Mia had taken the day off to visit Ethan in the hospital. And now, Luna found herself surrounded by the low buzz of casual chatter and clinking dishes… and a whole lot of boredom.
Everyone seemed busy with something...or someone.
Liam was inside gushing about his new girlfriend to Pierre like he just won the lottery. Even their boss was locked away in his office, voice low and flirtatious over the phone. Luna sighed.
“Love this, love that,” she muttered under he
