Chapter 3

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~ at the coffee shop ~
We got a table outside. The weather was kinda nice, I mean there was only fog outside.
The shop didn't really have any real food, just things like muffins and biscuits.
I didn't feel like eating anything, let alone drinking anything. After all this wasn't a pub or anything.
I sat next to the girl, and across from me was Philp. Lester was next to Philp.
We mainly talked, kinda.
"So, who's your friend?" Philp asked. He was talking about the girl. We barley heard a word from her, let along knew anything about her.
"Ohh, that's Raven. She and I are childhood friends. She came over here for a job." Lester turn to her.
"Raven," he said, grabbing her attention. " this is Philp, and that's Night."
Philp shared her a nice smile, while I just kinda looked at her, and waved to her.
At that, she started to blush.
So cute.
Fuck, no, stop this.
You can't do this again. I thought.
"So, have you found any jobs, yet?" Philp asked Raven.
She looked up to him, and nodded her head fastly.
"Don't talk much, do you?" Philp asked, smiling a bit.
Raven just sat there, not really knowing what to do.
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The lunch was kinda nice, but after I had to make some stops.
I stop at Jade's shop first. That's where I got my rum, whiskey, and smokes. We talked a bit, and asked how the job was.
"Ohh, you know, people who think you should be all sad and depressed just because it's a damn graveyard." I said.
"Yeah, I get what your saying." Jade said, and laughed a bit.
Then I went to Qeve's flower shop.
I bought the flowers that were on the list. Along with some other things, mostly for drying them.
When I got outside, it was starting to rain. My last stop was going to be home. I didn't think I should walk all the way to the clock shop. I would have to take the flight.
The flight was, well the train. I know it was going to cost more, kinda. Okay, so maybe it's not a train train, but it's kinda like overground metro.
The government had to replace them, from the last WW6, and the Sixth put bombs  underneath the ground.
You can still see the passage into the metro, but the few still standing, if you can call it that, were closed off.
When I got home, Mrs. Hatch was talking to a young man.
He blushed when he saw me.
Upperclassmen I thought.
"Good evening, dear." She greeted.
"Uhh, can up do me a favor really guick?" I asked her.
"Of course, dear."
"Thanks, can you put on some lavender moon tea." I said, moving up stairs.
When I got up stairs, I put the rum and whiskey way.
I opened the door to my flower room, and placed the flowers on the desk.
I grabbed my smoke box, and grabbed one and my lighter. I walked down stairs.
I put my hand, the one with the smoke, on the door handle, when Mrs. Hatch called me.
"Dear," she asked.
"Yes?" I said, turning.
"Your pot will be ready in a few minutes."
"Thank you, Mrs. Hatch." I said, and I walked outside.
I climbed up the ladder, and onto the roof.
I sat on the edge, and flicked my lighter.
I put the smoke in my mouth and lite it.
The smoke filled my lungs, and Im filled with warmth.
When I breath out, the smoke leaves a biter sweet taste.
I look out over the town. The view is full of buildings. You can see the mayors house, almost every stop for the flight, and the graveyard.
I hear a bell chim, and I look down.
I see the young man form before. He waves and smilies.
I give him the finger.
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The pot of tea fills the room. I cut the flowers to the correct length, and place them in different vases.
I pour the tea into the vases.
The pot was empty, but was still warm.
I felt like sleeping. I transferred into my animal form. I slid into the pot. It was warm, and had a fuzzy feeling to it.
----------------------------------------------    Sorry for the short chapter guys. I'll try to update more, but you know school and assholes. Anyways, just remember you just keep being you.
                            -Staten's little girl

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