No. 2 •| "Her" Again? |•

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(Emi's POV.)
[Time: 7:25AM]

I woke up with a groan at the annoying sound of my phone alarm going off just to sit up and get flashed by a ray of sunlight. "I'm not trying to get mad this morning so please don't play with me..." I murmured to myself in a raspy voice as I got out of bed, the cold wooden floorboards making contact with my bare feet. I quickly pressed 'stop' on my phone to end the aggravating loud alarm from ringing in my ears for any longer before making my way to the bathroom, I can finally get myself ready in peace...

After quickly showering and brushing my teeth I threw on whatever type of pinkish colored dress I could find in my drawer to make time for breakfast, I planned to walk down the street to get a quick cup of tea, maybe even coffee. I just need SOMETHING for the morning.

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I grabbed my belongings and headed down the road to a small but well known café that was just across the street from my own flower shop, I checked the time to see it was now 7:48AM, I should have enough time to get a small drink then open the shop up.

I ordered some black coffee, it was delicious, perfectly bitter just how I like it. It's arguably disgusting and to be honest I do have days where black coffee is the worst thing ever, but days like these on the other hand I just happen to adore the smell and taste of black coffee. I had one of those to-go cups in my hand so I quickly speed walked across the road to my flower shop. I unlocked the see-through glass doors and watered my plants, making sure to check the time once more just incase.

It's 8:02, perfect, I mean..It's not like I've ever been late to set up my shop ever. Why am I in here so early even though it's supposed to open at 8:30? Because I want to scroll on Tiktok and send videos to my boyfriend of course! I love sending him outfit videos of who you would wear it with and saying "USSSS," it's always so fun and silly. Speaking of my boyfriend, I texted him saying good morning and that he should stop by my shop before opening time, as always he makes up excuses to not come see me...
~Messages~
Emi: GOOD MORNING MY LOVEVEEE!!!!

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