Post by Finn Leclair on Nov 17, 2019 18:47:20 GMT
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Today was a busy day for the café, so when the chimes on the door rang once again it took a beat until Finn was able to subvert his attention to the new customer. He sat down a fresh cup of coffee for the gentleman he was currently serving and turned around while simultaneously fixing his sleeves, which had slid down his arms.
"Good morning and wel-"
His mantra was interrupted when he spotted that the person was carrying what Finnegan assumed to be the order he had posted on the bulletin board. His face lit up bright and blinding, any hint of tiredness he might have had before instantly disappearing as he hurried to the door, holding it open so they could properly enter since the rancher obviously had both their hands currently occupied with the rather large request.
"Thank you so very much for taking up my order,
that was so quick!
I hope it didn't cause you any inconvenience?"
The blond enjoyed supporting the local ranchers and farmers for ingredients to use in the café, people in a small town like Calchester had to stick together. And besides, fresh milk and eggs from a local ranch tasted better in cakes and pies, too.
Suddenly he noticed something, giving a shocked yelp as he awkwardly gestured.
"I'm horribly sorry, I am being so rude!! Should I take something out of your hands? I will get your money immediately -- ah, can I also get you a coffee or slice of cake on the house as well?", was the ramble akin to a waterfall that poured from the awkward but well-meaning young man as he anxiously waited for their response.
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Today was a busy day for the café, so when the chimes on the door rang once again it took a beat until Finn was able to subvert his attention to the new customer. He sat down a fresh cup of coffee for the gentleman he was currently serving and turned around while simultaneously fixing his sleeves, which had slid down his arms.
"Good morning and wel-"
His mantra was interrupted when he spotted that the person was carrying what Finnegan assumed to be the order he had posted on the bulletin board. His face lit up bright and blinding, any hint of tiredness he might have had before instantly disappearing as he hurried to the door, holding it open so they could properly enter since the rancher obviously had both their hands currently occupied with the rather large request.
"Thank you so very much for taking up my order,
that was so quick!
I hope it didn't cause you any inconvenience?"
The blond enjoyed supporting the local ranchers and farmers for ingredients to use in the café, people in a small town like Calchester had to stick together. And besides, fresh milk and eggs from a local ranch tasted better in cakes and pies, too.
Suddenly he noticed something, giving a shocked yelp as he awkwardly gestured.
"I'm horribly sorry, I am being so rude!! Should I take something out of your hands? I will get your money immediately -- ah, can I also get you a coffee or slice of cake on the house as well?", was the ramble akin to a waterfall that poured from the awkward but well-meaning young man as he anxiously waited for their response.
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