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"𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐍" - ʙᴇʟʟ ʙɪᴠ ᴅᴇᴠᴏᴇ ↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺
March 1st, 1995 ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ♫ ⋅.} ───── ⊰
Zayday nervously bounced her leg up and down as she sipped on the vanilla latte she had ordered. Currently she was sitting outside of the cute Cat cafe in their outdoor eating area. It's a new month so rent would be due in a couple of weeks. She NEEDS this job, 5,532 yen PER HOUR. On the inside she's leaping and jumping with joy, but she knows she has to remain calm (nonchalant dreadhead). Deep sigh exiting her plump lips as she reached inside her bag and brought out her tiny hand mirror. She tried to look as perfesional as she could but also some what casual? So she wore a grey stripped button up long sleeve shirt and a long black skirt. Paired that with thin faux pearl necklace, and some black flats. And of course her black coat. Half of the fit she stole from her mom's closet.
Checking her self out in the tiny mirror, readjusting her glasses, making sure her slick back was in fact slicked back, And that her puff was full of volume as she picked it out with her fingers. Closing her mirror and putting it back into her bag she glanced over to the clock the cafe had put outside. It was 11:30 A.M the guy should have been here 10 minutes ago (she called him back to confirm the location and time). A deep sigh escaped her lips 'if he's not here in the next-' The girl's bouncing leg soon came to a halt as she looked at three men with extremely baggy pants and matching baggy white button up shirts with a few of them unbuttoned at the bottom. One of them were actually wearing their jacket normally the one in the middle had it other his shoulders and the one on the far end had it around his waist as if it wasn't like 34˚ outside.
Clearly these guys mean trouble, they look like straight text book thugs. But hey don't judge book by its cover. So she just looked away from them but why are they getting closer? The one in the middle pulled the chair out and sat down in it first then the two others followed. 'Just great.' Zayday thought, she really doesn't have anytime for this. The black haired male waved at her with a smile on his face. "The names Shinichiro Sano. I'm the one you talked to yesterday." Upon hearing the boys voice she realizes he sounds exactly like the guy she was talking to the other day. Softening up a bit but still bit on edge the black eyed girl replied back, "Oh, my name is Zayday Bluerose." She reached out her hand for a handshake which lead to Shinichiro letting out a nervous chuckle and geeky smile as he returned the handshake . Earning snickers from his friends.
Why is his hands so freaking sweaty? Why is he sweating so much??
Shinichiro broke the handshake off with a nervous grin growing on his face. The black haired boy averted the girls gaze "So uhm, basically girl... There's no real babysitting job."
Zayday thought she misheard what he said. No way this guy just said that there was no real babysitting job after making her wait in 34 degree weather for almost half an hour. No way she MUST be mistaken. "Huh?" She tilted her head a bit "What do you mean 'No real babysitting job' ?" The boy sighed, glancing over to his left he replied with a rather sassy tone, "A certain person made the ad without even consulting me about it." The blue haired boy next to him dramatically slamed his fists on the table his brows furrowed clearly defensive, "It's a good idea, though!"
