Pinocchio *editing | on hold *

J.T

I felt like it has been ages waiting for calls.
I waited.
And waited.
And waited.

After all those prolonged hours of waiting, my phone beeped. Finally! Hoping it was that girl with the skimpy hoodie, I read the text message with a grin.

From +010 003828;
Hey! You're the cafe owner? Sorry I couldn't call, my bills are piling up. Is it okay to text?

The text sounds like a girl. It might be her.

To +010 003828;
Yes I am! Sure, let's text. Shall we do the interview at my cafe?

From +010 003828;
Sure! I'll be there in five minutes :-)

Ohoho. Yesssss, that's her. It should be her. The text itself is sort-of girly, I guess?

"Hello? Anyone here?" A voice appeared out of nowhere. She's here! And it's not even five minutes! I didn't expect her voice to be so manly, though. When I spoke to her for the first time yesterday, she sounded more.. lady like.

"Yes! I'm... here.." I smiled as I approached the main door. My smile vanished as soon as I realised who it was.

Oh darn. It's not her. It's not even a legit girl!

"You?" I gave an ankward look. I had a weird familiar feeling going on. Yes! It's that guy! That tall, random guy who talked to the girl with the skimpy hoodie.

"Hi. I'm Jay, and I'm looking for.. the owner of this cafe?" He grinned.

What the-
Why the heck did he came on the exact time where-
The door was pushed for the second time, and a pretty lady came out with a big smile.

"Hello! I'm-" The girl with the skimpy hoodie has finally arrived. Her face turned tense when she saw us, - well Jay and I, and she was stunned.

"Am I interrupting something? If I am, I could just come back here lat-"

"No! Come in and have a seat.. the both of you." I eyed Jay, who was still standing ankwardly. "I'm.. Jackson but you can call me J.T. And yes, I'm the owner so please have a seat." I gulped. I didn't expect this Jay guy would appear and I didn't expect anything would be so ankward like this.

"So.." I blinked. Sitting in front of two people is really ankward. I didn't even know where to start. Jay and this girl with the skimpy hoodie were exchanging smiles and the surrounding air is filled with warmness and signs of love at first sight that I believe has started to rise-

"Mr. J.T?" Both of them voiced out. I gulped, for the second time. They can't be a couple, right? They seem ankward. And I'm ankward. We're all ankward potatoes.

I hope this interview will somewhat be okay. I hope so.