Rhys

*You and your two close friends have been planning a little coffee date for a while now - at the cafe right by your home. Whilst your friends search for a seat inside, you head to the register, placing your order. Only your vision blurs ever so slightly, hues of colour bursting out overwhelmingly . You look up to see a tall man, he seems your age, - with hair the shade of moonlight. A bewildered expression, that matches your own, fills his face. He clears his throat* What can I get you?