Hey guys, thought I'd try something new! So yeah enjoy!
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"Hi!", she chirped, accidentally rising on the tips of her toes. "What can I get you?", she asked, still smiling up at him. He looked down at her, a frown fixated on his face. "I'll have a black coffee, no sugar", he mumbled. She nodded, tapping up the order,
"Have it here, or take away?", she asked, he shook his head,
"I'll have it here", she nodded again, a small smile settling on her face, she looked up at him,
"That'll be £4.99!", she exclaimed, almost excitedly, he nodded, pulling out a black leather wallet.
She watched him carefully, his long, thin fingers searching through the pouch, in search of a ten pound note.
He sighed, running his fingers through his hair and tugging, she smiled, "don't worry about it, it's on the house", she said. He looked up, strangely amused by her sweetness, she pulled out her own, light blue wallet and added the money into the register, pulling out one pound coin. "You can sit, I'll be right over with your order", she smiled and waved him away. He sighed, and nodded, dragging himself to the nearby window seat, he looked out. Being around winter, the air was cold and damp, and made you want to snuggle at home. It was beautiful though. The fallen leaves, and the icicles on the trees, he loved it. Winter, his favourite season.
She cleared her throat, he looked up, her bright green eyes, tended to sparkle with happiness at every given moment, "here you go", she said setting the glass down on the table , "you really should have some sugar", she mumbled, more to herself than to anyone. He cracked a smile, on his parched lips, "I despise sweet things", he said, and she grimaced.
"Well I love sweet things", she declared, he nodded.
"Suits you", he said, taking a quick sip of his drink, shaking no sings of displeasure.
"What do you mean?", she asked, her hands were placed on her hips, in a way that normal people would have looked intimidating, but she. Oh no, not her, she was just too bubbly.
He laughed. Taking another sip, she sighed, and nodded to herself, composing herself, before she walked back up to the counter.
She looked down taking others orders, smiling and probably cheering up the entire population of the town.
It was the end of the shift. As she walked around to clean up each table, she walked up to one specific table. Picking up the tray, she noticed a small piece of paper.
It read, 'eat less sugar you're sweet enough already'
She giggled, maybe he saw her drinking that candy floss frappe just a little while ago.
She folded back the paper and tucked it into her pocket.
Sweet enough?
Hell no!
Just add more sugar!
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I love this idea and I will most defiantly continue it!
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