I work at a cafè in downtown L.A. A nice little place on Main Street that many people come to for lunch or a date. I see many happy couples in here. Although I can't find love. My manager, Steve is such a horrible person. When you make tips, you have to give at least $3.00 to the place. Then after that all the waitresses and waiters add up there money and spilt it even among everyone. And everyone here gets paid only $7.00 an hour. It's worth it because all of the customers are sweet and nice. I got home and received a call from lily. "I got your voicemail gurl, I was out with Ray last night. He took me to the club. The country club. We had such an amazing time, we met Joe Biden." "Oh," I said, "sounds like a good time" I hung up because I couldn't stand the fact I couldn't find love and everyone else can. Lily texted me.
Lily: Are you okay?
Me: I could be better.
Lily: tell me what's wrong.
Me: I'll never find a guy who loves me
Lily: Briana really
Me: what
Lily: ur awesome and there is some1 out there for u
Me: I gtg bye Love ya
Lily: luv u 2. Come to my place tonight @ 7:30
Me: k
YOU ARE READING
Her kinda guy
RomanceI've always wanted the perfect relationship. But how can I get that? When can I get that? Is it just me or does every other single girl, a week before Valentine's Day, is sad because no one loves her? No one wants to cuddle with? Stay up till 1:00 i...
