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For Lack of a Better Word

Part 19/24:
Occhiolism
noun
1. the awareness of the smallness of your perspective

Castiel traces idle fingers down the side of his water
glass, drawing up the beads of condensation. The sun is warm on his face –
almost hot – but the cool May breeze cuts through it. It’s a perfect day,
really; the street is filled with people.

“Can I get you some more coffee?”

Startled, Castiel glances up at the waitress standing next
to his table, coffee pot in hand. She’s very young, maybe still in high school.
“Yes, thank you,” he says, and she picks up his empty cup to refill it.

“Anything else you need?” she asks, setting it back on the patio
table.

Castiel considers her a moment. “How old are you?”

She looks surprised at first, then a little unnerved,
throwing a glance back towards the door to the café.

“I’m sorry,” Castiel says quickly. “I don’t mean to be…
I don’t want to make you uncomfortable. You just seem very young to have a job.”

A bit of the tension eases from her shoulders, but she still
looks wary. “Yeah, maybe. But those jiu jitsu classes don’t pay for themselves,”
she says pointedly.

Castiel smiles and nods. Her tone was light, but the warning
is clear. “Of course. And I don’t need anything else just now, thank you.”

She nods and moves away to wait on another table, and Castiel
turns his attention back to the street.

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