Chapter 1: A Beginning And An End (Part 8) | Friends

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"Bwahahahaha, dude! You STILL haven't told her?" laughed Tobias, his colleague, while Gene lay on the table with his face buried between his arms. 


"Stop laughing, Tob! This was a long-term mission from the start!" 

"A month! Max! But you're pulling off the longest pick-up prank you've ever pulled! You're so lost!" Tobias "Tob" patted Gene encouragingly on the back, "I mean, you always say that easily."

"I don't know, man! I just can't figure it out. My brain is simply blocking access to my speech center. I can't get the If I can pay the right amount, have a coffee with me! out of my lips! Uugh," he looked up, "Today I thought this whole thing was getting so stupid to her that she'd invite me for coffee. But I misunderstood her." 

"Oho, losing patience is also a good strategy." 

"I don't think so, she doesn't seem like someone who ignores conventions and leaves them behind." Gene grumbled in frustration. 

Tobias hesitated: "Dude, you're lost. You know, in love, lost, married?" 

"She still has a say in that." Gene replied. 

"Only if you finally say your words! If the proposal goes like that, you'll have three children with her name before she gets you to the altar." 

Gene looked at his best friend and colleague in frustration. They had known each other since middle school: "And what should I do about the blockade?" 

"Well," Tobias leaned on his table, "Pay for double if you get your breakfast there tomorrow. Tell her that you'd like to invite her, but you understand that she's busy. Or stop making such a fool of yourself that she'll say no. You've been running there every day for almost a year, always on her shifts. She's not blind, and she's certainly not stupid. And I'm sure she'd like to go out with you." 

"What makes you so sure?" Gene grumbled. "No vender has ever given me ANYTHING!" he patted Gene on the back as he straightened up and left his friend's table. 

 Gene's eyes fell on the extra bag. 

 No vender had ever given him anything either. Not since he was a kid. 

Until now.

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