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It is a rainy August afternoon, when I enter the little coffee-shop near Stark tower, now the Avenger's tower. Only a few weeks ago the City of Manhattan was a battlefield in a war that no one could have predicted to happen. I've seen a lot of strange things in my life. But never did I dare to imagine something like this. Troops and volunteer helpers are still cleaning up the mess the Chitauri left behind.
I walk up to the counter and order my usual and whilst I wait for my drink I scan the room for my favorite booth. The Booth in the corner of the coffee-shop, right next to the window. No one ever sits there. Except for this time the seat is already taken.
When my order is ready I take my mug and walk over to her. She's even more stunning than I realized from 35 feet away, now that I'm standing right next to her.
"Is this seat taken?" I ask her, afraid that I scared her because she seemed to be lost in her thoughts. But she didn't even flinch and turns around.
"No you can have it.", she answers, smiling a little shyly. So I put my mug on the table and sit down right in front of her.
Her skin looks like porcelain, pale but not the ill kind of pale. She is absolutely beautiful and I've never seen anyone as perfect as her before.
"Are you new here?", I ask her and she looks up, smiling.
"Maybe…", she says before taking a sip of her drink whilst looking me in the eyes.
"Because I think I'd remember seeing someone with such a beautiful face."
"I'll take that as a compliment", a small chuckle escapes her lips and a light shade of pink now shows itself on her pale cheeks. I can't hold back my smile either.
"So I guess you're from around here…", she smiles leaning her back against the soft material of the leather booth.
"How did you know?", I answer, a smirk spreading on my lips.
"Just a feeling you know…?", she lifts the mug again, taking another sip.
"And what brings you here?", I ask her, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.
"A Job offer...", she puts down her mug giving me a small smile.
"So you're planning on staying for a while…?"
"That depends on how everything is going to work out… You should probably start drinking your coffee if you don’t want it to get cold…", she giggles.
"Well…" I look at my coffee and then back at her.
She wraps her hands around my mug and I could swear that I saw a red glow in her eyes just for a split second.
"Nope… still warm…", she giggles again, letting go of my mug.
"What are you drinking?", I ask her, looking her in the eye whilst lifting my drink taking a long sip.
"This is a Caramel Macchiato with extra cream.", she tells me.
"And would you recommend trying it?"
"It's definitely worth a try. It's super delicious but has an awful lot of calories...", she says with a cheeky smile on her lips.
We both lift our drinks, never letting the other person out of sight.
After a couple of minutes, she's glancing at her watch, puts down the coffee, jumps off her seat, and starts grabbing her stuff "Shit… I-I got to go…", she stutters before heading for the door.
"Wait!", she turns around.
"Yeah…?"
"Will I see you again? I could show you the city…", I ask her, making eye contact.
"Maybe…", she answers, giving me a coy smile. Then she turns around and leaves the coffee-shop.
And I didn't even ask for her name.
I turn back around and see her coffee still on the table.
Still hot.