cafe worker nella

chapter 1, the beginning

my names nella, I live in Paris and i work at a cute little french Cafe in Paris in France. I'm a short, petite, cute, little, small black woman in Paris. I live a rather quiet life, i sit in my cute little cottage core apartment with my fat ugly cat named mittens cause i have no creativity when it comes to cat names. I shouldve named him Squirtle. anyways, thats me, theres not much else to say.

I woke up in a hurry to the sound of my alarm, i looked over and it seems i have slept in!!

"oh no im going to be late for work!!" i exclaimed to myself alone in my apartment in Paris. i got up and quickly put on my cute maid outfit for work and my cat ears. i kissed my cat goodbye and ran out the door with toast in my mouth. i was so distracted by how cute i am that i didnt notice the blonde man in a black jumpsuit and mask with kat ears in front of me, we collided. i fell to the french floor and hurt my cute, round big bottom. 

"oh im so sorry madam, you look so cute with your cat ears, we match!" i blushed at this mans charming vibes, but i was also so mad and wanted to punch this blonde, entitled kid out for bumping into me. he offered me his hand and i gladly took it, we made eye contact and i noticed his beautiful pickle green eyes and i blushed and looked away, he noticed and blushed and smirked. 

"where are you going in such a hurry? maybe i can help. my name is adrien by the way." he said scratching the back of his head awkwardly. i almost forgot that im running late to work!!

"im running late to work!! and im nella!" i said a little too loudly, drawing attention to us. he smiled at me brightly. 

"i can give you a ride, you work at the maid cafe up the street right? i love that place!" he said excitedly, i nodded and he bent down on all fours 

"hop on!!!" he yelled, i got flustered and hopped on his back 

"meow" he purred and started running and hopping to my job through the streets of Paris, i held tightly onto his warm, hard, strong, muscular back. i couldnt help but smile.

"here we are madam meow!" he said as he slowly stood up

"thank you so much!!" i hugged him and i could feel his heavy breath in my ear 

"work hard, maybe ill stop by later!" he then ran away really fast again

i walked into work, thankfully i wasnt late, thanks to adrien. my wack ass boss mr ian hawke was already staring at underage girls trying to incorporate them into his side business of making small unsuccessful girl bands. he noticed me and winked 

"oh hey my little chocolate bar!" he cheered as he walked over to me with open arms to hug me, as he embraced me into his thick, hairy, stinky, meaty arms he whispered into my ear with his nasty, musty breathe

"you better do better today, i dont want to see any unhappy customers." he brushed my hair behind my ear and walked away with a smile. i hate this man. and so my day of work began.