The Fine Art Of Bullshit

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I walked into the little cafe, suppressing a sigh. My grandmother walked over to a table, sitting down and watching me like a hawk as I walked up to the counter.

"How can I help you?" The guy asked, snapping my attention up to him. His grey eyes were dull, dark bags underneath, and his cheekbones seemed sunken in, giving him a tired, done-with-your-shit type of look. A black choker wrapped around his neck and leather fingerless gloves were on his hands, tucked into the large pockets of his pants. He wasn't lean, but obviously he wasn't a body builder either. Fairly defined muscles were hidden by his baggy green shirt and khaki pants, his gaze patient as I flicked my eyes up to the menu, relaying my order to him. His name tag read Ray in a cursive font. He nodded, ringing me up. "Can I get a name for the order?" He asked, offering a small smile.

"Zach." I paid, and watched as he traded places with a short girl, moving over to the counter to start on my drink. For some reason, I was drawn to this sleepwalking moron.

~3 AM~

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Sister By Choice 😒💜

Sunshine I need youuuuuuuuuuuu😩

                                                                                                                                                              Sunshine Boi ☀️🌈

                                                                                     Cass? The hell do you need, it's the middle of the night.

                                                                                                                             Aren't you supposed to be sleeping.

Sister By Choice 😒💜

I could literally ask the same thing of you. 😑

Shut the fuck up 😝 I need you to dye my hair

again my roots are showing.😵

                                                                                                                                                              Sunshine Boi ☀️🌈

                                                                                               This couldn't wait until morning? Or earlier today?

Sister By Choice 😒💜

Nooooooo you were busy with work

And I need it nowwwww 😠


Sister By Choice 😒💜

Please? 😢😢

                                                                                                                                                              Sunshine Boi ☀️🌈

                                                                                                                            Hurry up and get over here. Jacob is

                                                                                                          here too and he's sleeping so please be quiet

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