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Katie
Maybe this was a bad idea.
There was a beignet place down the street from Phoenix Effect. It was no Cafe Du Monde or Cafe Beignet, the two great rivals for the title of best in the city (Andy would give it to the latter, hands down, any day of the week), but it was nice and inexpensive and had decent seating, which he was currently taking advantage of. It also had chickory coffee Andy himself had not brewed, which was a treat on its own, though loyally he thought the recipe at Phoenix Effect was better.
So the location part was fine, but the social interaction to come—that was the bad part. Maybe. The nervous anticipation, of course, was terrible, but he remembered his school therapist (mandated by the district, which his dad had reluctantly agreed to but scoffed about in private) saying how breaking through shyness, making friends, only got easier with a lot of practice. And he actually had gotten better, thanks to being a barista—he could make light small talk while making a drink, answer questions and chuckle politely at bad jokes.
But face-to-face, direct interaction with a potential friend? That was way more intimidating. Especially since he couldn't help but suspect Katie was just doing this because he'd offered to mention her mural services to the manager. Which was fair! He guessed! He certainly couldn't have said anything that made him seem genuinely interesting.
Maybe it would be better if she just didn't show up. Or maybe that would be much, much worse.
There was a beignet place down the street from Phoenix Effect. It was no Cafe Du Monde or Cafe Beignet, the two great rivals for the title of best in the city (Andy would give it to the latter, hands down, any day of the week), but it was nice and inexpensive and had decent seating, which he was currently taking advantage of. It also had chickory coffee Andy himself had not brewed, which was a treat on its own, though loyally he thought the recipe at Phoenix Effect was better.
So the location part was fine, but the social interaction to come—that was the bad part. Maybe. The nervous anticipation, of course, was terrible, but he remembered his school therapist (mandated by the district, which his dad had reluctantly agreed to but scoffed about in private) saying how breaking through shyness, making friends, only got easier with a lot of practice. And he actually had gotten better, thanks to being a barista—he could make light small talk while making a drink, answer questions and chuckle politely at bad jokes.
But face-to-face, direct interaction with a potential friend? That was way more intimidating. Especially since he couldn't help but suspect Katie was just doing this because he'd offered to mention her mural services to the manager. Which was fair! He guessed! He certainly couldn't have said anything that made him seem genuinely interesting.
Maybe it would be better if she just didn't show up. Or maybe that would be much, much worse.
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"Yeah, I would. Magical things should only be shared like this, between real people." That's what mattered the most, sharing things with someone you knew, because it meant something.
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"I think a lot about this dog I saw curled up next to a mailbox, watching the street? He was waiting. You could tell he was waiting for his person and he was so happy to be in the sun and waiting. It's not the same, but it felt like I could see every feeling attached to that creature."
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"I don't know for sure, I guess? But I felt so certain that their person would come. Like that this was just a perfect moment of anticipation. Like this happened every day but it was so right." Sometimes Katie just felt a moment so strongly.
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"Right? I can't have pets and I don't know if I'd be a good pet owner, so maybe just having a person who wants you to come home would be nice, too?" Something or someone that made home the most like home.
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"I'm going to say that if it was the right person, it would be the nicest thing in the world." That seemed correct.
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"Me too! What kind of person are you looking for?" It definitely wouldn't be Katie! But she could get on board with a hunt for love.
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Katie could absolutely go first. "Well, first of all, I don't really care about gender, so that's not so important. I guess looks matter to the extent that looks matter to anyone, but I guess I like it when people show who they are. Whether it's how they stand or carry themselves or dress or whatever. I want to understand them. I like people who believe in something and then follow through on it. It's probably not a good thing but I like people who are mysterious, because I like solving mysteries...."
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Katie laughed. She knew she sounded a little nuts. "Please do. Oh, also, weird but undeniable sex appeal."
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It worked! Katie laughed again, appreciative. "So that's what's on your list."
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"This is a great list." It really was -- it seemed perfect for Andy, even if Katie didn't know him very well. "What kind of adventures would you have?"
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"That's seriously so beautiful. You should have that." Katie was sure.
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"Everyone's always in a rush." Katie wasn't, not really. A person would show up and be right eventually. "But I agree with you that it's not. I don't mind waiting, I have a lot going on."
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"Right! Thank you for calling it beautiful." It meant everything.
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