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He grinned and added that to his order before looking up. Zeke tilted his head slightly. “You... alright there bud?” ‘Hello concern for a random stranger. We meet again.’ He thought to himself, hazel eyes worried. Was the person hiding from somebody? The government perhaps? He’d probably never know. He gestured to his colleague with the order and they started up the brewing. He wasn’t going to ask for payment yet, feeling as though that would be heartless. He was NOT heartless. He was actually a bleeding heart which got him in loads of trouble. *cough cough* demina *cough cough* He got an idea and scribbled something on the paper as neatly as humanly possible. It was his number. Not as like a ‘haha call me you’re cute’ but as a line. “Here. You ever need somebody to talk to you can give me a call.” He gave a smile, hoping to maybe lift their spirits, if only for 1.5 seconds or so.

He shook his head "Not really." He grimaced. he then looked at the phone number and smiled "Thanks. I'm Drak, by the way." He introduced himself. He didn't let out his hand. He hunched over slightly, trying to make it look like his chest was flat. He felt sick that he was like this but didn't let it show.

Zeke was even more concerned now. Poor guy was clearly hurting. He wished he could do something to help, but sadly he was on shift. The man just paid for Drak’s stuff  and hoped he didn’t notice. He picked a piece of lemon bread out of the case and wrapped it in their cute paper. He took the coffee from his coworker and handed both to Drak, a goody smile on his face. The coworker just raised an eyebrow and smiled before going back to whatever they were doing. “Enjoy. Remember, you need somebody to talk to, you can give me a call.” He reaaaally wanted to talk more but his nerves were screaming at him. “My name is Zeke by the way.” Maybe if Drak was still there when his break came around he could go an sit with him. 

Drak smiled and took his drink and lemon bread to a table in the corner. He picked at the lemon bread before taking a tiny nibble. He also sipped slowly at his coffee, as if he was trying to make it last so it would last the entire day. Drak flicked through his phone, trying to find a place to stay but he couldn't find any. he cursed quietly, plugging in his phone to a nearby socket.

[ Trying to think of what else to do but I’m lowkey blanking ]

[ My message sent twice for some reason ]

Oof. xD. Hang on, i can save)

[ We could just timeskip to his break and Drak can still be there? ]

Yeah that could work, Haha!)

Zeke kept his eye on Drak while working, not staring, but making sure he was okay. He didn’t know why, but he’d felt compelled to help the guy. Soon enough it was his break. He made sure he’d had enough time to brew a little cup of chamomile tea and carefully stepped out from behind the counter, making sure he didn’t drop the small cup. He wasn’t quite sure if Drak even LIKED tea. If he didn’t Zeke could drink it himself. He quietly moved to Drak’s table and put on a pleasant smile. “Hey. How are you doing? You seem worried so I brought you some stress relieving tea. Don’t worry about payment. It’s on the house.” He gently set the cup down. He kind of stood there awkwardly for a moment, trying to come up with something to say. “Is it alright if I sit with you for a bit?”