It started with cake. Cheesecake topped with raspberries, to be exact. They'd been passing the coffee shop, trailing far enough behind the girls to feign disassociation. Nick had glanced through the glass, framed from the inside with airy cream curtains, and his feet had faltered for a second. Long enough for the waitress setting out cheesecake for display to notice, for her eyes to catch Nick's gaze.
What happens next? If you're game, write a little snippet in the comments and let's see where the story goes. Don't worry about sticking to a genre. Anything goes.
Happy Monday, all ♥