My Mr. Band Aid Man (Angel in Disguise)

To continue my story(as requested by Missy Foy)

I found myself the usual internet cafe near my office. Right along the wynyard station. a few flight of steps to the basement was where it all happened.

As you all know i've been torturing myself with my new black 2-inch heels. So that entailed a lot of blisters, both left and right. ew!

I didn't get his name. All I knew was he was the guy with the cute smile who would always wink. His eyes were so sweet and caring.

I borrowed the key to the toilet. He accompanied me instead, and put a paper roll. There were 2 there when I got it. dont know what the extra roll was for. Anyway, he saw me limping and asked if i was okay. Then I showed him the blisters. He looked concerned.

I walked back to my computer and gave back the key. There he was behind the counter with a box of band aids and a so hot smile. I smiled back, amazed.

He approached me and I reached out for the band aids. He signalled no, instead... kneeled and put the band aids on the wounds. WAHHHHHH. WHAT THE?!?!?!
I could smell his hair.....his eyes were so caring......and i said thank you....

My Angel in Disguise.

Before christmas, I left a note and a small token for him. I don't know how much of English he knows. But anyway, it didn't matter. I said....it's good to know that there are still people out there with genuine concern. :)

Maybe one of these days i'll try to pass by that internet cafe again :)