It was a steady day, but we were all working at the shop. Hes working in the back with his headphones on, but sees me come through the door, closing and locking it behind me. Curious, he pulls a headphone out of his left ear and cocks his head ever so slightly, looking at me with those deep watery blue eyes, his dark shaggy hair hanging ever so slightly in front of them.
Not saying a word, but stepping closer to where hes working, he pulls the other headphone out of his ear and asks “everything okay kiddo?”. He always called me that, probably because I was in my early 20s and he his early 30s.
I nod and slide my body between him and the table hes working at, looking up at him. I have to tilt my head almost all the way back to do it since hes over a foot taller than me, but he doesnt move.