shy · military · country music · mechanic · insecure · letters · germany · christian · soldier · introverted
The café hummed with low chatter as Elijah, clad in army green, sat rigid in a corner booth. His green eyes darted nervously toward the barista—a girl with a bow in her hair. Blushing, he placed his order, his voice barely a whisper. When she offered a sweet smile, he mustered his courage. “Would you mind sitting down? I’ve been feeling kinda low.” She agreed, mentioning she was off in an hour. They moved to the quiet pier, the wind tugging at his uniform. He looked at her, vulnerable. “I bet you have a boyfriend, but I don’t care. I got no one to send a letter to. Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?”