✔️Romance || WomanxWoman || short novelette was written together with bibi_the_nomad
Sarcastic, sharp-tongued Ava Allard didn't get to college. Almost ten years have passed since then, but the young woman is still working at her mom's misfortunate (...
"I ordered pumpkin latte! Instead, you gave me a regular cappuccino." I saw his nasty face and thick neck turn red with indignation.
"You ordered regular cappuccino," I say indifferently.
"I was standing next to you when my boyfriend ordered us two pumpkin lattes," his glam puss girlfriend retorted in a shrill voice. She was tapping the counter with her super long cheap gel nails.
"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but Halloween and pumpkin season is still six months away, but your costumes are on fleek! Especially these red werewolf claws. If you showed up on my doorstep with the words "trick or treat", I would definitely give you sweets," I say, hardly holding back acid giggling.
"How dare you talk to us like that!" squealed the girl. "I want to talk to your manager."
"I'll give this place one star," he turned to his girl, "I have powerful friends at city hall, this place is definitely going to be shut down," bumbled the guy, flaring his nostrils.
I rolled my eyes and yawned, "God, I hope so!"
I was sure he would looove to slap me if not his cowardliness (here might be hidden cameras), moreover dude wanted to pretend to be an influential gentleman for his hoe. If he had powerful friends at the city hall than my best friend was pope!
"She's just making fun of us! You have to apologise or else..." Redneck Chap foamed with anger.
"Now listen to me, piece of sh-..."
"Ava Martine Allard, watch your mouth," I heard my employer's angry voice. I didn't expect her to come so early today. "These two cups for the house. I apologise for any inconveniences. Let us forget about this delicate situation. We don't need any problems. I promise you that my worker will be fined."
"I really hope she will be," hissed Red Nails. They grabbed their coffee and pushed themselves to the entrance.
I folded my arms across my chest, "It's really funny, you know. You haven't given me my super huge salary yet. Are you going to fine me before the salary or just right after?Just wondering."
She sighed, "Ava, you know this type of people well enough not to deal with them. They did it on purpose to get free drinks. I have seen enough of such freebie enthusiasts in my life."
"I'm sure you do..."
"Let me finish. I'm trying to give you tips how to deal with some difficult clients."
"Did your overly adult wisdom help you with dad and his new wife, your younger and slimmer sister?"
"That's not fair, ma fille!" she said with bitterness in her voice.
"Nothing is fair," I grumbled, realising that it was too much.
Mom's eyes got dark, "Say thank you for giving you this job and a roof over your head. You are already twenty-seven, and you have neither a normal education, nor a decent job, nor your own house, nor a personal life."
"I'm sorry I didn't live up to your expectations; I'm sorry I didn't conceive a child like you and dad just right after your school prom; I'm sorry I failed to go to college; I'm sorry I'm a total disenchantment!"
"That's enough, enough. I have a migraine because of you. Where's all sugar?"
I blushed. I totally forgot to bring sugar from the storeroom. "My bad..."
"Unbelievable, I can't trust you to do anything, I have to do everything myself!"
"Mom, please, let us just sell this trashy place and return to our previous happy life. You used to be a great florist! You are so talented."
"Do we have a choice? After the divorce your father left me this coffeeshop." Mom wiped off some invisible crumbs from the nearest table. "It has already been a disaster when his grandpa was alive. No one will buy it. If I go back to the florist's store, I'll be paid peanuts, besides, this place is a good opportunity to give you a chance to work here, but not in a cheap supermarket or a fast food restaurant at your age."
"Thanks a lot for reminding me how pathetic I am," I showed her my back facing two huge low-sill windows – the only thing that resembled Paris, conjuring romantic mood and weightless nostalgia for Europe, my great grandparents' motherland. The rest was trash.
"You should have chosen that community college. Some easy course. It wasn't so expensive, and I used to have a chance to pay for it. Now we are almost broke." After saying this, she went out to bring some sugar.
"Two broke girls are having fun together," I said next, showing my thumbs up, but she didn't hear my false zeal.
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