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2004

i let out a deep sigh as i got out of my bed, i looked at the alarm clock , 5 pm. time for work, yes i woke up at that time, i work night shifts all weekend.
it was saturday so it would be my second shift of the week.
i got dressed in black skinny jeans and my checkered vans, i put on a black polo shirt with the pub's logo on it.
it was january so it was cold outside. snowing, even. i dont get why people would go out for a drink in this weather.
i made myself some food and ate it alone at the table. i lived alone in an apartment just outside of high green.
i used to live in london but i got sick of the busy shit.
while grabbing my keys i put on my coat and walked outside, i walked to work because it calms me down.
i got to work and greeted my coworkers, i put my hair in a high bun and got behind the bar at 8 pm.
i started shaking cocktails, opening beers. handling complaining people and all that shit. i loved my job so much but it could be a pain in the ass sometimes.
at around 12 i heard some guys singing happy birthday, i laughed it off and went over to the table. "who's birthday is it?" i asked while leaning on the table.
one of the guys at the table pointed to another "him.. he just turned 18"
i chuckled and shook his hand "happy birthday"
i chose to he humble and grabbed a beer and put it in front of him "on the house" i said smiling to him.
i went back to behind the bar and i heard a quick "thank you" from the 'birthday boy'
a couple hours later the pub was getting empty and i was getting tired.
we close at 3, and at that time i was the only staff there. my boss left me alone for some reason, not smart letting a 19 year old close up a bar.
the guys from the table left and i started cleaning up, everyone left, or so i thought.
i turned on some music i liked and sang along while cleaning up the bar.
i grabbed a broom and danced with it while cleaning the rest of the bar, then i saw him.
i flinched and dropped my broom.
"oh god" i chuckled and picked up the broom "im so sorry i didnt see you there"
he looked up at me with a slight smile and he got up "i like your voice" he said waking past me.
"wait.. really?"
he turned around "yes really... can i change the song.. by the way?" he asked looking at me.
"yeah of course.. go ahead"
he walked over and changed the song, it was slow and i knew exactly what song it was. i just started laughing a bit. it was 'if i aint got you' by alicia keys.
so so so cheesy. but it was nice.
he came up to me and he sang along, he had a nice voice and i just listened to him.
"come on.. sing" he said
i blushed a bit and sang along with him.
i chuckled a bit during lines, when the song ended i went on with cleaning.
"do you have a ride home?" he aksed.
"mhm... i walk"
"can i walk with you?" he said looking at me with a little hope in his face.
"i dont even know your name" i looked at him
"im alex.. who are you?"
"angelina... but call me angi"
"well angi.. can i walk with you?" he chuckled a bit and looked at the ground.
"sure.. as long as youre not a murderer" i grabbed my coat and so did he, i walked out and locked the door.
"youre from london arent you?" he said.
"i am" i said smiling at him, i started walking.
"then why the hell did you move here, theres nothing here" he looked at me and smiled.
"well.. i hate the city and i just graduated high school.. trying to pursue music.. not that thats gonna work" i laughed at myself a little.
"wait.. music? i wanna do the same actually, i started playing guitar a couple years ago"
he sounded so excited.
"me too" i smiled and we got to the apartment building.
"well.. this is me" i smiled at him and gave him a hug.
"angi.. can i ask something very stupid?"
"of course.. ask away" i was curious.
he stayed quiet for a while.. probably building up some courage since he stuttered "c-can i have your number?"
i chucked "sure.. give me your phone"
he gave me his phone and i put in my number. i gave the phone back to him.
"there you go.." i smiled at him "definetly call me.. please do you seem like a nice guy to hang out with"
"will do" he said with a little chuckle.
"bye alex"
"bye angi"
i walked to my apartment and sat in front of my window, i watched him walk away.

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