From Across The Hall – 5

Ruben has imagined green eyes, blue eyes, deep, beautiful brown ones. Barista-guy has thick, heavy eyebrows one day, and carefully plucked ones the next. There is forever present stubble that made Ruben once spilt a coffee for fantasising about the feel of on his neck. Truly, it’s hell when he’s at the cash register and barista-guy is in full view, talking to customers and his beautiful laughter carrying across to taunt him. At least, Ruben’s decided that it’s beautiful; he couldn’t really hear ...