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Y/n pov

I woke up after my alarm went off. It was my first day of work since i moved to my new house. It felt pretty normal to go to work but this time it's only like ten minute long walk and i don't have to drive all the way to the park. 

I get up from my comfy bed with my feet immediately touching my new fluffy carpet. I walk into the small halway towards the kitchen. On the way i looked in the big mirror that was palced near the kitchen entrance and stare for a while. "Wow i look like shit." i say to myselft before entering the kitchen. 

I make myself a coffe and shove a toast in my mouth. I walk back to my room grabbing the pack of cigarettes and head to the balcony. The cold autumn wind flashed my face with coldness. I take the blanket George handed my yesterday and wrap it around my shoulders. I light up my cigarette letting the warm smoke fill up my lungs.

Every once in a while i take a sip of my coffe and a bite of my toast. My head is full of thougts of how my work will get going today. As i take another puff from my cigarette George joins my presence. "Good morning neighbour!" he says with a smile. "Good morning. You have to stop calling my neighbour. It's weird." i say with a chuckle. He drops his smile and i feel guilty. "I didn't mean it in a bad way sorry if it sounded like it." i say in an appology tone. He turns to me with a smile back on his face.

We are both just staring in the distance without saying anything. The silence is kinda awkward until he speaks again. "So when are we going for that coffe?". I look at him with a confused look. Oh shit. We were suppossed to go on a coffe toghter today. "Oh um what about right now." i smile hoping he didn't notice i forgot. "Sounds great meet you down in ten minutes." he says and walks back inside his apartment. I sight in relief. "How could i forget?" i laught at myself while getting ready.

I quickly brush my teeth and head downstairs. I put on my red Converse, a jacket and top it with a grey beanie. I walk outside locking the door behind me and see George already waiting for me. "Sorry if you waited for too long." i say as i walk towards him. "I just got here so it's fine." he replies with the same smile he always wears. 

Always? What do i mean by always? I don't even know him... yet.

George pov

I was waiting outside for Y/n to come out so we can go get coffe in her Coffé shop. I think it's pretty cool to own your own shop at a young age. You can do thing how you like it and you don't have to listen to any manager because YOU are the manager. Maybe i should start a small bussines. It would definitelly help me from not sitting by my setup all day. 

My thougts got disturbed by Y/n walking towards me. "Sorry if you waited for too long." she says still walking towards me. "I just got here so it's fine." i say as i smile but the truth is i don't even know for how long i've been waiting but i definitelly didn't just get here.

We start walking in the direction of her Coffe shop. The situation is kinda awkward beacause none of us is talking. "So wha-.." we both say at the same time. It was silent for a second and then we both burst out laughing. "You first." i say still laughing a little. "I was going to ask, what do you do for living?" she sounded really interested. I think for a second. Should i tell her i'm a content creator or is that weird? "Um i a.. a programmer." i finally spit out of myself. She chuckles at my response and i join her picturing myself sounding like an idiot.

"Now you." she said. "What now me?" i ask confused. "What were you going to ask obviously." "Oh. What are you doing at your shop all day?" i asked. "I serve costumers. What else would i be doing?" she answers with a small laugh. I laugh but i feel like an complete idiot. "Are you okay?" she asks but i see the grin forming on her face. "Yeah why?" "You're like a tomate to." she laughs. I try to put a straight face but i fail and eventually join her laughter.

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