FORTY SIX

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.・゜゜・ real life ❤︎ ・゜゜・.

FIGHTING WAS always something Ashley loved to do. She loved instigating them. However, when it was herself with someone she cares about, she hated it. The fight between herself and Clay really brought her mood down and that's never good. Thankfully, she was by the old coffee shop, Hyjue Coffee. It was a coffee shop founded by the old couple that still works there. Mr and Mrs Langston. Back in high school, the kids would go and visit the couple for a cup or two of coffee everyday after school. It was just a very nice place to hang out at and Ashley loved it.

"No way! Ashley Jordan? Dear, is that you?!" A familiar woman's voice said from behind the counter.

"Mrs. Langston, It is me," Ashley said softly, looking at the ground to avoid confrontation about her crying state.

Mrs. Langston walked forward to pull Ashley into an embrace. She stood right in front of the young adult and caressed her cheek. She was about to compliment her until she realised that she was crying. Thank goodness the shop was empty.

"Oh my goodness! Dear, why are you crying? Come, let's sit down," Mrs. Langston placed one of her arms over Ashley's shoulder and another on her forearm and brought her to the back to Ashley's favourite booth - the one she used to sit in back in high school, "Also, how many times do I have to tell you to not call me, Mrs. Langston! It makes me feel old!"

"You are old!" Another voice shouted from the back kitchen.

A large man walked over to the two women and kissed his wife's temple before looking back at the crying girl. Mrs. Grace Langston elbowed the man and hushed him before attending back to Ashley.

"What the heck! Ashley?!" The burly man exclaimed as he saw the girl's face, "Oh no, why are you crying? Who should I kill?"

"Hello Mr. Langston. It's nothing," Ashley shook her head a little.

Mr. Langston rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue, "It's nothing,"

"Dear, we all know that is a lie. Is it a boy?" Mrs. Langston asked.

"No, it's not a bo-" Ashley started but tried to say but was interrupted by Mrs. Langston.

"It's that handsome boy, Clay. Isn't it?" She asked again.

"W-What?" Ashley was taken aback, how did this woman know that it's Clay. Weird.

"It must be!" Mrs. Langston squealed and sent Ashley a pointed look when she stared back at the older woman in confusion, "We all knew you were going to end up with him. Especially with all the bickering! Ah! Young love... Isn't that right, Bob?"

𝑯𝑶𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑳𝑬 , dreamwastaken (Dreamers Series #1)Where stories live. Discover now