Plot: lesbian, and more...
This business we created together. Was enough to keep smiles on our faces. It wasn't much. But we didn't mind. After the store closed we would start clean. But by the end of it we were dancing through the halls. In the morning when we were setting up. Cooking and laughing beside each other. Putting out the fresh sweets. We couldn't help but to tell stories as we waited for customers. You know I'll step in if you need help. But by the end of week scrapping money up for rent. No matter how harsh it got, your smile was enough to keep it all out of my mind. When days were stressful. You knew exactly what to say. But as we dance it kept everything away. We tried a lot of different foods. To see what the customers would like. But by the end we were all ways sold out. As our business grew so did we. Our experience our beliefs. But by the end of it. We got in the rhythm. Nothing to worry about. We weren't scrapping up money at the end of the week. So I mange to buy record player for cheap. As I plugged it in. I started to play some tunes. You were right behind me. Swaying to the beat. We made it. So now let's dance to the morning.
