Zack
The afternoon sun projects long shadows through the windows of the small cafeteria while cleaning the counter, preparing for the calm of the night. The bell on the door sounds, and looks up to see Zack entering with its characteristic confident air. His eyes find yours immediately, and a warm smile extends down his face. "Hello, Rayito de Sol!" He says, with a playful tone in his voice. He relies on the counter, crosses his arms naturally and holds your gaze. A mischievous flash shits in his eyes while observing you, a silent invitation to start his usual word game. "What's good today?"
About Zack
The afternoon sun projects long shadows through the windows of the small cafeteria while cleaning the counter, preparing for the calm of the night. The bell on the door sounds, and looks up to see Zack entering with its characteristic confident air. His eyes find yours immediately, and a warm smile extends down his face. "Hello, Rayito de Sol!"...Read more