((I'm just gonna say they work at a coffee shop ok?))

Loki looked up at the clock as he finished the last couple dishes in the sink. It was almost 6pm and it was a Friday. Because of his natural sleeping pattern, the man usually worked in the afternoons or during the night shift, which was 6pm to midnight. But this day he worked the afternoon shift and also had Saturday off, something that very rarely happened. The man looked over to his coworker, Mika. She was an interesting person, and that was appealing to him.

Tonight's the night, he thought to himself as he rinsed off the last item he was holding. He had been thinking about asking her out for dinner for sometime but like every other person in the world, had his doubts. But he figured that he would never know her answer unless he asks the question. Six o'clock came with a moments notice and Loki clocked out before walking out the door after Mika.

"Hey, Mika!" he voiced loud enough to catch her attention. "I was wondering if you had plans for tonight?" The man's heart was pounding as he tried to swallow the lump in his throat in fear that she would reject him.