HOT CHOCOLATE WITH LOVE

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I stretched my legs and yawned, it was 9 in the morning and I was sitting here in front of my laptop, wrecking my brain on a stupid project that my boss had given me to complete.

After almost half an hour of brain wrecking, I decided to get some fresh air. Pulling on my jeans, I grabbed my car's keys and stepped out. There were hardly any people out. Well everyone must be still sleeping. Who wants to waste thier sundays anyway.

After driving for ten minutes, there I was, infront of my favourite cafe. I discovered this around two months ago, when I shifted here to New York and since then this is my favourite place. I come here when ever I m sad or alone or happy or may be anytime I feel like coming. I haven't tired many things from here except for sandwiches and the favourite Hot Choclate.

After parking my car, I stepped out. Stretching out my arms, I tied my hair in a messy bun. I noted mentally about my much needed haircut. Humming some random song I made my way to the cafe.

"Hey Luke", I called walking towards thd counter.

Luke a middle aged man, was the owmer of the place. He was a complete sweetheart,  atleast most of the times. But when his grumpy mood is switched on, he could bore you with his endless speech about how useless people are here in this world.

"June?", Luke questioned looking at his watch. He seemed a bit suprise to see me. "I thought it is Sunday today", he said cleaning the counter with a piece of cloth.

"My boss has decided to ruin my Sunday", I groaned.

"Oh understood", he said giving me a pity look. "So what will you have?", he questioned placing the menu card in front of me.

"Aaaaa...well you already know", I said smiling.

"June you can try something else. They are good as well", he said nodding his head.

"Well Luke, I am not a very adventerous person you know. I like to stick to my old habits", I said nodding my head.

"Ah you don't have to be adventerous to try something else apart from your hot choclate", he said giving me a duh look.

"Luke may be someother time", I said almost pleading him.

"Whatever you want, after all its your money", he said shrugging, handing me the bill.

I waited at the counter, humming some random song. My till now grumpy mood had suddenly changed and I felt more cheerful. Well this always happens whenever I come here. I looked around inspecting the place. I could see few familiar faces, who like me were addicted to this place and a few new ones happily sipping on thier drink.

Suddenly my phone vibrated. Looking at the caller id I cursed, who else it could rather than my boss. Picking up the call, I moved to a corner to talk.

"Here is your a order", a voice called from behind. With by back still facing the counter, I simply nodded my head.

After impatiently listening to my boss's ranting, I finally hung up the phone. Sighing I turned around ready to grab my hot chocklate. May that will sooth down my overloaded brain.

I turned around towrads the counter to grab my drink, but it was not there. I looked around in confusion. I heard Luke calling me, telling me that my order was ready. Still confused, I looked for any clue, when I finally realized that someone else had taken it.

"Hey", I called in that person's direction, but there was no response. He kept walking.

"Hey you", I called again, this time a bit louder, but there was still no response.