Three: the usual

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~Mateo~

~1 week later~

Ding.

I walked into the coffee shop with Luis as we conversed about today's meetings.

It became a habit coming to the same coffee shop everyday, especially on Sunday and Saturday.

I don't quite know why. Perhaps it has something to do with a special young girl working there.

Or it's probably because the coffee there is good.

Yeah, that.

We sat down in the regular booth we usually sit down in as Luis cracked his annoying ass jokes.

"What do you call a person with no body and no nose?"

For fucks sake.

"I don't car--"

"Nobody nose"

Okay, I need whatever Luis is currently high on.

"Hey, there! I'm Sarah and I'm going to be your waiter for today. What can I get you?" An annoying squeaky voice squealed out of nowhere.

She reached out to touch my shoulder seductively and got surprised when i moved out of her reach.

"How about your numbe-" Not again, Luis.

"A different waiter." The girl's face fell at my order, and then she started laughing.

What the fuck is it laughing at?

"You're so funny! Seriously, what can I get you?" She bit her lip seductively expecting me to actually order her.

Okay, either I'm speaking Spanish, or this girl is dumb as fuck.

"I said I want a different waiter." I hissed at her, hoping she'd get the fucking point.

She dropped her hands and huffed, realizing I wasn't joking, and stormed her way into the kitchen.

Took you long enough.

"Woah, man, what was that all about?" Luis furrowed his eyebrows and squinted his eyes in suspicion.

"Nothing, she was annoying, that's all" Yeah, no other reason at all.

"Mhm, sure yeah, whatever you say dear brother."

Why the fuck is everybody laughing at everything?

"Hi there, what can I get for you guys today?" That voice.

Fuck, I feel like an obsessed love struck teenager when I hear that voice.

I looked up from my phone to come face to face with the beautiful source of that soft, addicting voice.

The beautiful waitress had long, flowing chocolate brown hair that shimmered in the sunlight. Her eyes were a sparkling green, and her lips were full and rosy. Her skin was flawless and radiant, and she moved with a graceful elegance. She was the kind of woman who turned heads wherever she went.

Fuck, I'm not supposed to feel like this.

"--and a chocolate brownie. Thank you, cupcake." Luis winked at her.

I'm gonna fucking scoop his eyeballs out next time he fucking winks at her.

"Also... my friend here would like to know what your name is... don't you, Mat?" Luis lifted his eyebrows repeatedly, smirking at me.

When the fuck did I say that?

"Oh, My name is Celeste. B-but my friends call me Cel! You don't have to call me Cel, though! I really don't mind--"

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