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If I don't get this role because of my fucking cravings I'm going to cry. Actually.
I am in my favourite coffee shop, wearing sunglasses as usual and am making sure to look as unfriendly as possible. Just for today, I thought.
When it's my turn to give you order I say,
'Mocha please, with whipped cream.' Even as I say it my mouth waters. This past week I haven't left my house once but I really needed this one win.
'Right away.' The young girl said whilst typing up my order, she finally looked up and what i had been fearing this whole day happened. 'Wait a minute. You... you're...'
'Who?'
'Ki-' Darn it.
'Okay, yes I am. Please, I don't want people hearing. I have a deal with this one film and in order to get it I can't have my picture taken by anyone this whole week. Today's my last day. I can pay you extra if you will just please write Sebastian on that cup and move on.' I sighed, wondering why I always feel the need to explain my problems to random strangers. The girl pulled on a mischievous grin.
'How much extra?' I internally rolled my eyes, sometimes it was just no use being nice.
'Double.' The girl immediately lightened up.
'You've got a deal Sebastian.'
I wait impatiently for my drink in the corner of the room, looking around every now and then to check if anyone has noticed me.
That's when I see her. A girl who looks close to my age who is staring at me intently. Shit. I can't say no to people who want to take pics I'll come off as extremely rude. I guess this was it.
There is a chance she is extremely shy and may not come up to me, though.
'Sebastian!' Another worker called and I quickly grabbed my drink and payed. Don't look and just walk out of the door, I thought.
I rushed towards the door, constantly looking left and right to see if I caught somebody's gaze. That was when I felt myself slam into something.
Bash.
Suddenly all I could feel was hot liquid. I looked down and the tea in my hands had poured onto all of my white shirt.
'Shite!' I hissed as I tried to concentrate on not moving.
'Ohmigod ohmigod I'm so so sorry!' I looked to my left to see the culprit, the girl who was glancing at me earlier.
Well played, that's certainly one way to bump into a celebrity.
I looked into her honeycomb eyes and was compelled by them because she was staring at me so intensely. This girl needed to stop.
