Click. Click. Click. The clock on the wall kept on ticking as I watch the time pass by. I've been looking forward to this day for a long while and it's killing my time while I wait for the time to clock out. Click. Click. Click. Seconds upon seconds until I can leave. Tap. tap. Tap. my fingers are tapping along to the beat of the clock. Why can't time speed up just a little faster. Today we've been planning for a couple weeks. It's the day I see Patton again. Like a child my heart is going a mile a minute just thinking about it. My eyes are darting from the computer screen to the clock. As soon as it turns 4:00 I rush out of my life killing grey office. I clock myself out and seat myself into my blue sports car. There's a small quaint café on the road between both Patton's and my house and we always agreed to meet there. Today was a special day, I can hopefully meet his new son. From on the phone today It's been like I could hear a fragment of the smiling treasure from years ago. This child I should thank just being able to hear him positive again.

I park my car as I notice a familiar white mini van parked near the front. I scan the restaurant from the window.

The color base was mainly white yellows and blues around the store. There was a boy dressed in a black hoodie playing among the old piano making it's song being able to faintly heard from outside where I was standing outside. Then I see him.

His smile was a beautiful memory I could faintly remember. A memory played through my head

I was alone in my room at home. At the time I was in high school a junior or senior. The morning was rough pushing through school with no motivation of actually being there other than knowledge. My only friend at the time being Patton. I sat down at my piano and just let my fingers play effortlessly hopping from note to note. the music would gently carry my worries away from whatever I was thinking. I could feel my eyes close not needing to look at any notes. my fingers sung a sad song of how lonely I was feeling. my mind was clear as my breathing calmed. a slow steady breath would come in and out. it felt as if I were just thrown into space and it was only this piano and I. I couldn't hear the creak of the door with being completely lost in my music. the notes fit so perfectly into place. it was a beautiful melody and then I heard a faint hum along with the music. my mind couldn't place who it was but the way it fit together was like it was pieced together By an angel. when my fingers stopped there was a soft clapping as I looked to see Patton smiling. in that instant all my earlier stress to disappear completely seeing the goofballs smile appear.

I snap back to reality seeing a similar grin waving to me. the piano stopped playing as the person seemed to be a young pre-teen, he had eye-bags that were a tad bit darker then mine were. They've known each other for a few days and I can already see how much he's done for him. I walk in to meet the two.

"Salutations, You must be virgil." the child looked at me with unamused eyes "yeah and you're his friend or whatever"

"My name is logan, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"Wish i could say the same"

I did a sigh while patton looked worried. We went to take a seat down at the table as a waiter came to take our order.

"Just the usual for you two" I agree with a nod as patton exclaimed "of course!" 

virgil was looking around through the menu trying to piece together what thing he wanted for an early dinner or late lunch. Patton looked over pointing out and explaining each of the things on the menu. We've been at this diner years before patton got married and this was where we'd usually go to eat. There was two months when we just went down the menu just to try everything and settled on these options as our favorites.

Patton's usual is three thin crepes rolled up with strawberries, bananas, and whip cream in the center. There's a light layer of white sugar dust on with lemon juice poured on top. Then whip cream placed again. It was as sweet as he was. It was a good choice if i had to be honest.

I'd always go for a simple thinly cooked scrambled eggs with green onions and simple seasoning along with a yogurt bowl with the main flavor as strawberries with blueberries, sliced strawberries, and granola. It's a healthy breakfast with a glass of almond milk.

"I'll have this" Virgil pointed to a name and I couldn't see what he ordered. I've noticed Virgil's jokes are self deprecating. Patton had been trying to help him out of those jokes. 

there was a ding coming from Patton's and his face dropped for a split second but returned to his happy self"Hey Virgil your other dad wants us back home"

Virgil's eyes had death glares like daggers "hell no, I haven't gotten my food yet" I find my opportunity to speak "I can stay here with Virgil till he's finished and bring him back?"

Patton had a semi warm smile fill his face and turned to Virgil. "Would you be okay with that?"

he nodded in agreement and Patton got up to leave to his car having the food arrive just as he left. 

There was silence that filled the air as an awkward chill just filled the space between us. Virgil had ordered an all american breakfast with butter butter cream pancakes drizzled in syrup, a side of sourdough bread and a chuck of butter on each slice, sunny side up eggs with salt and pepper sprinkled on top, and finally freshly cooked bacon still sizzling. 

the ice was broken with a single question from virgil "So what's the deal with your friend and Richwhatever"