Evan and I are still inside the cafeteria even after we're finished eating our servings. I've been gazing upon that waiter since the moment we first entered here. He doesn't seem to be talkative like Evan and his expressions are not showing off— he's just doing what his job is, as a waiter. Some girls are also squeaking by this waiter's presence which irritates me.
I placed my elbow on the table, resting my chin on my hand, as I continue to observe every little action he does. It would be great if I could approach and talk to him casually someday.
"So? How long do you plan to stare at that man? Did you forget that you're with me, your soon to be boyfriend?" Evan broke my imaginations.
"Relax, his looks are just fascinating to me. Let's go?" I said.
We left a payment on the table and al
