Coffee (A iBaki961 Short Fanfic)

Part 2 (ft. The Author)

Hello, people! Here's the second part. And yes, I'm somehow part of this fanfic. Apparently, Ana knows me out of nowhere and I appear in her consciousness. How strange... but enjoy the chapter, guys!

Btw when the text is bold, it means I'm speaking so... yeah :)

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[Ana's POV] 

~Two months later~

It’s been two months since I met Zdrakov. I met him at the coffee shop almost every day. We talked to each other until the shop closes. We became close friends. I felt something weird in these few past days.  Whenever I talked to him to Skype or in the coffee shop, I felt this weird sensation in my stomach, not in a bad way but a good one. I don’t know but my heart became… fluffy too.

Is it weird that you met a random stranger and became close to him on the same day then you have feelings for him in the next two months? It’s kinda weird but possible…

Today is Valentine’s Day, a day of love and couples. It’s every girl’s dream to receive chocolates, flowers and have dates from their boyfriends. Well… not from me, at least. I have no date and I wanna stay in my house read a book or watch Baki the Snowman play some Minecraft or CS:GO.

I was taking a nap from my finished work but then a ring from my phone woke me up. I groaned as I sat up and my hair became all frizzy. Dammit, why do I have to be such a light sleeper?! I had a nice dream. I grabbed my phone the side table and it was a message from Baki (Zdarvko).

Baki: Hey, Ana! If you don’t mind, wanna go out and get some coffee?

Me: Sure! I think I need some right now. I just woke up from my nap.

Wait a second! Did… did he just ask me out for a date?! Suddenly, my heart started beat so fast, my stomach had some butterflies and my insides became… lighter and fluffy. Wait, is having a light and fluffy stomach even possible?! Dang it, author! Stop making this so confusing about my feelings and the difference between Baki and Zdravko!

Author: Hey, how did the character talked to me? o.O Anyways, sorry for that. Hahaha! Back to the story… ^^

 

“No. Don’t get your hopes up, Ana. He just sees me as a friend.” I talked to myself, trying to be calm from my beating heart. But then the next message seemed to make it worse…

Baki: So this is a date then? I’ll meet you there, see ya ;)

Me: Stay frosty, snowman.

 

My fingers trembled as I sent the message. My heartbeat got faster, my cheeks heating up and I forgot how to breathe for a second. Did… did he called this a date?

“Snap out of it, Ana! He might have a girlfriend right now.” I groaned.

Hold up! If he did have a girlfriend then why did call this a “date”? That’s when I start groaning again. Author, why is love and life so complicated?!

Author: Why are you asking me this? Fine, they are both complicated because they both have full of surprises and you can’t control them. That’s words of wisdom coming from me. Now, get your butt out of that bed! You’re going to be late on that date. Don’t blame me if you are late.

 

Uh… thanks, author… I guess. So I did what she told me to do, I got up and took a quick warm shower. I wore my light blue blouse with snowflakes design on it, my leather coat, some jeans and brown boots. I ran downstairs, grabbed my keys and purse, locked the door and walked to the coffee shop.

I arrived to the coffee shop and it was decorated with pink and red. As I entered the shop, the shop is decorated with pink and red, suited for Valentine’s Day, and a stage in the center. The coffee shop has stage performances every Saturdays. Then, I saw Rachel wearing a pink heart hair clip on her hair.

“Hey, dood!” I greeted her as I walked to the counter.

“Hey! Do you want the usual?” She asked.

“Sure.” I said as I paid then Rachel got to work on my order.

After a while, she came back with my usual. My favorite!

“So… do you have a date for Valentine’s?” Rachel asked.

“No.” I answered.

“Oh! Then what about the guy you’ve been meeting every day?” Rachel asked then I suddenly felt my cheeks heating up.

“Y-you mean Z-Zdravko? H-he’s just my friend.” I stuttered while my cheeks got warmer.

“Yeah, right.” Rachel said sarcastically.

“So, did he arrive yet?” I asked.

“Not yet. By the way, there is a seat reserved just for you.” Rachel said as she pointed to my usual window seat.

“A seat for me? Rachel, do you know what’s going on?” I asked suspiciously.

“I don’t know. But, good luck on your date!”  Rachel shrugged then encouraged me.

“Gee... thanks.” I said sarcastically and walked to my table.

When I arrived to my table, my table has a white table cloth over it with a candle on the middle of the table. What caught my attention is a letter with my name on it. I grabbed the letter and read it.

“Just wait for a while. I’ll be there.”

It doesn’t have a name on it or anything. Author, do you know who it is from?

Author: *sleeping*

Poor Author… she’s been working all night.

I guess I have no choice but to sit down and wait.