Just Coffee

[Maksim Marveet]

Ezvin Marveet

The man's nod and smile, though reserved, were inviting enough. Approaching the table, Ezvin's intuition told him to tread lightly. There was something about his demeanor, introspection and quiet openness, that suggested a mixture of hesitation and shy anticipation. Perhaps he wasn’t out…

“Hey, how’s it going. It’s too good of a day to sit alone.” Ezvin asked, his voice friendly and unobtrusive. “Mind if I join you?”

The stranger offered a small, acknowledging smile, motioning to the empty chair across from him. He didn't speak, but his gesture was welcoming.

As Ezvin sat down, he placed his coffee on the table, his movements deliberate, giving the space to engage at his own pace. There was an art to starting conversations with strangers, a balance between curiosity and respect for boundaries. Ezvin had always had a knack for it, and he almost always came away with a date.

"It's quite a view, isn't it?" Ezvin started, nodding towards the window. "I always find there's something about autumn mornings that makes everything look more... poignant, I guess." He kept hold of eye contact. Mostly because it was hard to look away.



((JJ's invite to sit pre-arranged))