Yearning To Be Closer

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕨𝕠

10th February
London, United Kingdom
1:57pm

     Getting to my workplace, a cozy bakery popular to all—both the poor and rich, young and old, elite and not-so elite— I'm met with a long line of people who seem to need to get bread, cookies, cakes and whatnots. I remember some of the faces who are regulars and I say quick hellos before joining Anaya and Joe at the counter to take orders.

"Hi! Welcome to Cathy's Bakery. What will you like to have?"

"Hey! How have you been? Will you be having the usual?"

"We have a cookie special for today. Will you like that?"

"Hey darling! Will you like your usual rainbow cupcakes?"

"Hi Hunter! How's your mom doing? Did you place an order in last night?"

"Hi! What will you like to order?"

"I personally recommend the chocolate chip cookies and chocolate cream shake"

"Sweetie, don't you think you've had too much sweets? Where's your daddy?"

"Why thank you! Flirting will not get you an extra cookie though"

"I'm doing pretty fine, thanks. The usual?"

"Mrs Cathy sends her regards. It's on the house. Don't thank me, thank her instead"

"Will you like to check out menu for today?"

"Hey Joe, can you please tell Esther to help out here?"

"I'll check right now. We did receive tons of orders yesterday"

"Are you Mr Sanchez? Please sign here"

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     Two hours and thousand orders later, the influx of people has reduced drastically with only few people lingering around, sipping on the complimentary coffee Mrs Cathy decided to make last minute. Esther decided to take over the counter for us, so we could have our break. I'm on my way to the staff room with Joe and Anaya chatting happily in front of me, when Mrs Cathy jumps out of nowhere, scaring my poor soul.

"Haha! You should have seen your face", Mrs Cathy laughs clutching her stomach.

Mrs Cathy is a thirty something year old woman who got married six years ago to this really handsome South Korean military man. Unfortunately, her husband is rarely around since he's frequently deployed in war zones, so she opened this bakery to keep herself busy. She makes amazing coffee and cookies.

"Haha! Very funny Mrs Cathy", I reply sarcastically and she playfully glares at me in return.

"Don't forget I'm the boss here, cookie", she reminds and I give her an exhausted smile in return which she easily sees and worry clouds her face.

Mrs Cathy is a fun and amazing boss but she worries so much especially over me. She calls me cookie, based on my love of cookies. She has a special spot for me, most especially.

"Hey cookie. What's wrong?", she asks, worrying as usual and I shake my head. I can see the gears turning in her head, as she tries to figure out what happened.