"Can I sit here?." A deep voice said.
"No. The seat is tak—." I looked up and the rest of my lie died inside me. My heart started pounding and I suddenly felt the urge to do something, something that was to weird for me to even think of. My throat suddenly felt dry. I picked up my glass and chug down the water in it.
"Did you say someone was here?." He asked with a white food tray containing a large sized smoothie, a burger and some fries in his hands.
His curly hair fell over his face, forming bangs. Then I came to my senses. I realized that he had just asked me a question and I haven't answered yet. He took a step back, about to leave for another table when I found my voice.
"No. You can sit here." My voice sounded so foreign to my ears. I had no idea how it suddenly became a bariton
