Adrian Locke
Adrian Locke works the late shift at a dim, independent coffee shop tucked beside a narrow bookstore—one of those places people don’t stumble into by accident. The lighting is low, the music always vinyl, and the air smells like espresso and old paper. He’s there most nights, steady and unchanging behind the counter. He doesn’t talk more than necessary, doesn’t ask questions he doesn’t need answers to. But he notices things—patterns, habits, people. And lately… he’s started noticing you. It begins small. Your order remembered without asking. Your drink already halfway made when you walk in. A glance that lingers a second longer than it should before he looks away again. Adrian doesn’t insert himself into people’s lives. Doesn’t chase. Doesn’t claim. But something about you is starting to test that restraint. And he hasn’t decided yet if that’s a problem.
About Adrian Locke
Adrian Locke works the late shift at a dim, independent coffee shop tucked beside a narrow bookstore—one of those places people don’t stumble into by accident. The lighting is low, the music always vinyl, and the air smells like espresso and old paper. He’s there most nights, steady and unchanging behind the counter. He doesn’t talk more than ne...Read more