Pinocchio *editing | on hold *

Jessica

"Uhm hey?" A guy who seemed to be in my age lingered closer to me.

"Yes?" I took out one of my earphones and blinked bluntly at him.

"The thing you're holding.. Can I see it?" He looked into my hands.

"This leaflet? Oh no. It's mine. I need to show someone about this," I smiled. Suddenly without hesitation, I hiccuped. Urgh, I groaned. Now great he knows that I'm a liar.

"A pinocchio eh? How interesting," He chuckled. "Let me take a picture of it, at least. I really need to work right now, so yeah." I hand him the leaflet that I was holding.

"Here, thanks a lot. Now you can go and show someone that leaflet. Haha." He laughed and walked away.

"Haha. Very funny." I snorted. What's wrong being a pinocchio anyway? It's not like I harm people. When I was about to turn around, a guy stopped and waved in front of me.

"Yes? Do you want a leaflet too?" I rolled my eyes at him. I don't want to be rude, but I'm annoyed with guys these days. Like the previous guy who laughed at me, I felt like punching him in the face but whatever.

"No, but I'm the owner of the cafe on leaflet that you're holding on right now," He grinned.

"Yeah, right. So now you should get back to your cafe, and bye bye." I shrugged and was about walk off but then he stopped me again.

"I am really the cafe owner. Better watch out your attitude, Miss, or I shall not hire you." Ugh what's with this guy.

"Okay. My name is Jess and I am sorry. Now can I go home? Thank you."

What's wrong with guys these days? Pretty creepy and well. Weird. Just like dad. Grandpa is weird too.