I pulled the door to the shop open and stopped for a moment to let an old woman out before walking in.
It smelled amazing in this place, like a warm fresh baked donut and coffee.
It wasn't blood, but it would help with the heat outside, for sure.
I looked around all the people in the place before walking over to the line.
I stood for about 5 minutes before my turn came.
I looked up at the menu, digging in my pocket for my money.
"What can I get you?"
The honey sweet voice of the cashier in front of me said. Her voice was so lovely and I felt like I could listen to it all day.
"Can I get a, um.."
I looked down from the menu to see her face and it felt like my non-beating heart stopped, again.
"A d-date with you?"