The meeting

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The shop was nearly empty, I went to the back and washed my hands.

"Alaina, there is a customer," I heard Aleen yell.

"Coming," I yelled back. I took my little notebook and went to the customer who was sitting outside, I could see his face, but he looked rich , a quartz silver watch a black coat and boots that's what I saw.

"Bonjour monsieur,que puis-je t'offrir?"
I asked. He lowered his newspaper and revealed  his grey blue evey and his fluffy hair. Wait, what nevermind.

"Um, can I get a cappuccino and un pain et chocolate?" he replied with his mesmerising voice.

"Yes, is that it?"I asked.

" and I would like my cappuccino as pretty as you," he said with a soft smile on his face.Ugh, I hate those guys who start flirting with anyone the see.
I felt my blood rushing and boiling, I turned around and took a deep breath.

" You see, I like your back, but I think your face is prettier," he said.

"Aleen, will you take this gentlemen's order?"  I yelled at Aleen, but she didn't answer.

"Is that it, sir?" I asked angrily.

"Yes, my  love, uh Alaina,by the way i am louis, nice to meet you," he replied with an evil little smile non his face.i barged into the shop and aggressively made his order but with a little spice of my own(you see I am hot so if he wanted it to be like me so why don't we make it hot).

I served his order and went back inside ,I kept on looking through the wind, eager to see his reaction, and he sips, his eyes widened but surprisingly he looked at me with a shaky  smile on his face and after an hour he left oh how happy I was although he was so handsome but so disrespectful at the same time . I went home at 6 pm and threw myself onto my bed, allowing myself to sleep.

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