Annoying Love | ForceBook

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Force's pov:

"Yawn" I make a small yawn and I wrinkled my eyes while I sit on the bed, the alarm clock is already ringing for a while but I wanted to sleep a little longer since it's days that I'm late at night to finish writing my novel.

For those who don't know I'm a famous writer, my name is Force Jiratchapong srisang but nobody knows my face. I have always tried to hide my privacy image and so no one has any idea that the writer of some of Thailand's most famous novels are mine.

I love books, I always loved writing and so I became what I am today.
Anyway I get up from bed and calmly go to dress and prepare me, today I would have taken this day to rest and disconnect from the novel.

"Aah that fatigue, today I'm just tired better go get a coffee"

I think between me and myself deciding to go try the cafeteria that had recommended me one of my editor at work

As soon as I'm ready I leave the house and I head to the city center of Bangkok, after about twenty minutes I am in front of the restaurant, it really seems a cozy and comfortable place without any doubt I enter inside and I queue for the cashier

After a little while the line moves I find myself in front of a boy, one of the bartenders to serve me and with a smile begins to welcome me

"Welcome to the gmm coffee, what can I do for you"

You say to me with a calm and carefree voice and I look at him for a few seconds, it seems like a child to see him, all smiling and cute.

"An extra-iced white mocha with non-fat milk, no syrup and no whipped cream" I answer in a clear and precise voice, it was my usual order of coffee.

He was there staring at me and I saw him for a moment confused and then I heard him speak

"Is it some kind of magic spell or something?"

"Excuse me?" I ask quite surprised by his comment "are you complaining about my order?" I keep talking

I see it turn red, looks like a tomato to look at it, I thought he was embarrassed and instead he answered me

"No no no complaints, I was just wondering how long it took to formulate this curse for baristas"

I look at him even more puzzled from head to toe, he was irritating me for his behavior, he was quite annoying and I think he noticed it because immediately after he came out he was joking and started preparing my order, I sighed letting go

"Aah, the nong" I said continuing to snort and as soon as I paid my order I left quite irritated by his way of doing but also amused by how funny and awkward he looked.

At the end after a nice and long walk I went home and started working to continue the novel knowing that some days later I would have to meet with my editor to talk about the work

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After a few days it was time for my work meeting with my editor and strange but true I found myself in front of the cafeteria a few days before.

When I got there I smiled a little because I found the coffee inside there very good but I also knew that maybe I would see that clumsy guy again.

I went in there and immediately saw my editor sitting at a table and I went to sit before him

"Good morning" I bent my head to say hello

After exchanging greetings, the editor and I started discussing the new novel that I was finishing and while we were talking about it something came to mind.

Some time ago one of my most dear editors from the publishing house came to tell me that he was friends with one of my biggest fans, I was a guy in love with my words to his claim and I was really happy about what I decided to meet him on the condition that he would not say anything about who I was and above all that he would wait for the end of the book to see us.

At that moment I don't know what came to my mind but maybe I just wanted to confront face-to-face with a fan of my novels.

But not even the time to keep thinking about who this big fan of mine could be that I hear a familiar voice

"Hi, what would you like to order?"
It was the clumsy guy from the other day and as usual I came out with my usual order

"An extra-iced white mocha with non-fat milk, no syrup and no whipped cream"

I watched him with a little grimace knowing that he hated my delicious coffee and while I saw my editor order a cappuccino and I saw go away that guy to prepare the order, to see him was just a nice guy but really clumsy and annoying

While I was waiting for my order I continued the chat with the editor, we were almost ready for the publication of my book, it was really close, only the end and then I could finally publish it

I was talking about the last details when I heard the barista coming again and I turned slightly towards him but while he was about to place my order he was pushed by someone and all my coffee was poured on me.

In a moment I was furious as a beast and I got up ready to take it with the boy but seeing how he had bleached I tried to give me a check.

"Tsk you have to pay for my laundry" I say annoyed, I saw him mention it and immediately try to dry myself but I made him take off the handkerchief and I turned to my editor.

"Mr editor excuse me but I have to go home to change my clothes, please excuse me we will continue to talk about the work tomorrow"

And without saying anything else I left, a little irritated and upset for what had happened, arrived at home I took a quick shower and out of the bathroom I took a breath.

"Aah if that boy was less clumsy"

The same evening I spent it in peace without thinking about work but on the contrary thinking of that famous fan I would have met curious to know what kind he would be

"Who knows what my number one fan is?"

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sorry for the long long wait, but with school it's really difficult to write this ff
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