It wasn't a very long bus ride, you were able to make it through two or three songs before you eventually got off the public vehicle whilst thanking the driver, who nodded back in acknowledgement as well as gratification for your own gratitude. Once you stepped off the bus, you then proceeded to walk the rest of the way to your penthouse. Taking a short glance at your phone, you found the time to be twelve-fifteen meaning that you had forty-five minutes and three hours left before you would have to start another journey to your cafe job and later on fax some photos to your parents, just in time before the due date the following morning.
Before you knew it, you already stepped into the elevator of the apartment complex and pressed the PH (for Penthouse) button on the collection of other buttons on the side of the elevator. You had politely greeted the people at the front desk and wished them a good afternoon so as to be civil towards those that ran the apartment building for you and the many other occupants.
The moment you stepped into your suite, you locked the door securely before flopping onto your ice cold, light beige leather couch. You had made several breaks whilst out on your search this morning but your feet still ached, with the couch able to uplift the weight from your feet, you sighed in bliss. A day of failure, it certainly puts everyone in a good mood. Not. Suppressing a groan, you got off the couch and made your way into the kitchen, where you made yourself both a fruit smoothie and salad. After that, you walked back into the living room and watched a/some ( nature documentary/cartoons/anime/movies/whatever you guys like) whilst eating your lovely salad and slurping up your delightfully yummy smoothie. It was so refreshing after such a long tiring day.
You kept close eye on the time and gave yourself enough time to prepare before heading off to work. Firstly, you packed yourself a bento and arranged your work clothes in a bag as well as laying out the casual attire you'd wear when heading to the cafe. You then took a quick shower as the walking and searching of this morning had gotten you quite sweaty - you didn't want to go to work smelling like sweat. The shower you took was nice and quick, allowing you more time to get yourself prepared before heading out. Not needing to take any vehicle form of transport, you simply walked to the cafe that was a moderate distance from the apartment building you lived in.
Upon entering the quaint yet rather occupied cafe, you instantly made your way into the staff room and got dressed into your uniform within a small changing space before heading towards the kitchen.
"Hello guys!" you greeted, getting a prompt reply from the few that were working tonight: Valentino, Theo, Owen and Adam. They were the rather young employees, around their mid-twenties, and though they were young, they had been working in the cafe for several years now.
"Welcome back (nickname)!" Theo greeted enthusiastically, as he usually did. His bubbly personality always made you smile or smile brighter.
"Took you long enough." Adam grumbled, like the anti-social person he usual is, earning him a jabbing nudge of the elbow from the brunette that stood beside him - Valentino.
"You're always so rude. He doesn't mean it (Y/N)-chan." Valentino softly scolded the male before sending you an apologetic smile.
"It's alright," you shrugged, "I know he's an actual real softie deep down." you giggled joyfully when the said male swiftly looked away with a light huff. There was a laugh that resounded throughout the working area before a fairly brawny arm was slung across your shoulders and you were lead to your work station.
"Well come on then! We can't afford to hang around and chat. We'll do that during break times." Owen gave you a firm pat on the shoulder before getting back to his own assigned work. He was friendly and very sociable but keeps himself focused on the task he has to get done as well as others, especially if it was supposed to be a team effort and that was exactly what it was like every day, working with them. Setting to work on your usual duty about the kitchen (rolling dough and puncturing holes using your thumb, for a filling to be put into it by Valentino), it wasn't long before there was light chatter that filled the air.
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