#sth stone

"You've liked everything I've offered so far." He catches your eye finally, a small smile of his own forming. "Latte?"

"Only if you insist." He slides the cup he was working on toward you, and you huff out a laugh. "Just trying to lighten your workload?"

Looking into the cup, you can see his intricate art of the night - Starry Night, monochromatic yet just as beautiful as the original.

"Nope. Just finished that one, figured you might like it."

"It's almost too nice to drink.. but I do need the caffeine." You take a sip and hum at the flavor. "Honestly, Stoney, you should post your work on social media."

He chuckles. "And attract more attention here? We're understaffed enough as it is - besides, most people are too impatient for the kind of work I prefer."

"The art portion?"

He nods, busying himself with one of the machines behind the counter. "It's nice. Creative outlet while still serving the public."

"The most important service one can offer," you grin, and he returns the gesture. "Mass caffeination."

"Not mass. Just for the people who know what's good."

You roll your eyes, checking the time on your phone. "I have, like, five more minutes before I have to leave for work. What do I owe for this one?"

He just shrugs, grinning as you set the cup back down. "Come back tonight?"

You snort. "You're doing night shift again, too? Pretty bad for your health, Stoney."

He grins. "Not for the coffee. Just to hang out."

"Like a date?" You almost sputter, lowering your cup from your lips again. He smiles.

"Sure. A date. Wear something nice?"

You set the cup down again, empty now, as you slide it back to Stone. "I have. Slacks from work. I think."

"Doesn't have to be fancy." He laughs, and you feel yourself do the same, grin splitting your face.