𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 |𝟏𝟖+|

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Miguel Raffetò POV

I've had many jobs in my twenty four years of life. The coffee errand boy is not typically one of them.

Romeo got back late last night, and since I almost walked in on him and P getting freaky on the couch this morning, he practically threw me 200 bucks to get them both coffees for when they went to the office so they could - and I quote "finish what they started."

A little something to peak their no doubt withering energy levels.

Zero was with his mystery girl, leaving me wandering the streets of the city alone and quite frankly bored out my mind.

It sometimes feels like all my buddies are moving on with their lives whilst I'm stuck in this strange in between.

I'm really happy for them so I don't know why I'm whining. I guess I'm just waiting for that piece of the puzzle to slot into place.

Waiting for it is just so boring.

Being eco friendly, I opt to walk for coffee instead of driving. Will the drinks be cold by the time I get back? Probably. But at least mine won't be.

It sounds like a privileged thing to say, but when you've been in the position of wealth I've been in since working alongside Rome, you forget what the other half of the world looks like.

Artisan shops, family run restaurants, pop up galleries. Whatever it may be, I think I'd like to experience it some time.

Growing up in a family where money made us comfortable, life was good on the surface. My momma worked hard in the business industry and got her name out there whilst things with my dad were nonexistent.

Mom wasn't a very present mom. Business trumped kids and since I'm an only child, that shit stung.

Having both mommy and daddy issues, I would've inevitably fell into the wrong crowd by the time I graduated high school. But Romeo and Zero were there since day one and we'd already pledged ourselves into the Lianni family business.

Romes dad is more of a father to me than mine will ever be. Yes he can be a strict bastard sometimes, but only because he cares about us. Maybe not on the level he cares for Rome, but that's understandable.

I just have a big heart and wanna be loved the way I feel I can give my love to someone.

But for now, duty calls.

I'm more of the tech guy of the Lianni multi chain so to speak, so nine times out of ten I'm either behind a screen or working out at the gym. Of course I annoy my friends by lumbering them with my presence, but the professional part is what no one really knows about me.

That I'm actually really freakin hardworking, I just work behind the scenes.

Turning a corner onto a quieter street where the storefronts are just as alive as the residents, a particular cafe catches my eye.

The name is hung in a rustic gold above the entry way reading The Coffee Cottage.

The wooden panelling out front is painted brown, the paint peeling in places and as I get closer, it gets more intriguing. The large windows display the golden lights inside, an inviting atmosphere with a comfortable cluster of customers.