Chapter Text
As Christen searched through her bags, her movements were frantic. It had been a rough morning, to say the least. On top of the piles of work she had yet to complete and locking herself out of her apartment, she had just misplaced her phone. She knew it would turn up, it always did, but the craziness of her day so far had left her mind spinning in neverending circles, and this just added on to her troubles.
She thought stepping into the quaint Portland coffee shop would help ease her nerves, although the beautiful brown-eyed girl that poured her coffee and called her name left her even more apprehensive.
--
Tobin found her eyes locked upon her for what was definitely a suspicious amount of time as the girl quickly noticed and looked right up at her. Sure she had seen some pretty girls in her time, but this one was different.
And those eyes can hypnotize
Was designed to blow my mind
Oh shit, she thought, quickly spinning around pretending to make a drink for a non-existent customer. She tried to calm herself down but the few seconds of eye contact left her absolutely dumbfounded. The bell rang as another customer walked in.
Snap out of it! she tried to tell herself. Tobin couldn’t let a silly crush mess her up so badly. She knew though, internally, that the girl’s eyes alone sent her into a wild state of mind that quite honestly scared the living daylights out of her. Somehow the brown-haired woman pulled herself together, casually took the new order, but when she saw the girl rise from her seat and head towards the counter she knew she was utterly fucked.
“Hi,” said the girl. She had her coffee in hand from earlier. Luckily, for Tobin, her coworker was manning the register at that time.
“Hey,” Tobin muttered quickly under her distressed state. “Uhh what can I get for you?” She questioned, remembering she had a job to do.
“Could I please get a refill?” Christen said and flashed a quick smile, leaving Tobin at a loss.
There was an awkward pause for a second as Tobin collected herself enough to respond. “Yeah of course!” She spit out hastily as she reached out for the empty coffee cup. Tobin then turned around to fulfill the girl’s need as she cut in, “What’s your name?” Tobin was surprised by the question, imagining the girl had zero interest in her.
“I’m Tobin,” she replied.
“Nice to meet you, Tobin, I’m Christen.” Christen then winked and swiftly took the coffee refill and to walk back to her window seat by the door. Did she really just wink at me? she thought. She wasn’t quite sure exactly what just happened, but all she knew was that Christen was the prettiest girl her eyes had ever grazed.
Got that look in her eyes
Swear she fell right out the sky
--
Christen left the coffee shop in a better state than when she walked in. Although she had yet to get her hands back on her phone, she tracked it down via her laptop and was almost certain she had left it back at the lecture hall. It was a bit of a walk back over there, but the Portland sun was out for once and she figured some fresh air would help calm her down. She was currently studying at the University of Portland to become a psychotherapist, a job she could see herself doing since she was a young girl. Of course, she had her own problems to deal with, though working with others and being a voice of support was something that made her feel worthwhile.
She wished she had her phone with her to bother her mind with some calming music but she figured her thoughts would have to do for now. Walking down the wide, smooth sidewalks of the city she thought back to the interactions that went down just minutes prior. She wasn't quite sure what came over her when she winked at the other girl and whether she should be angry at herself or proud for being so forward. An action like that was not typical of Christen- she was used to just hanging back and letting others drive the mood of social situations. She decided to be pleased as she hoped to see the barista sometime soon.
--
The rest of her shift was not the same. Tobin felt like a young child just having their first crush, full of jitters and slightly awkward. Thinking back to the interaction, she felt like she had embarrassed herself in some way and wished she had done something more. Oh well, there are many pretty girls out there, especially in the gay wonderland that is Portland, OR she tried to tell herself. But deep down, she knew Christen had something different about her- A radiance that she noticed in just a sole interaction.