chapter 6

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Martina

*Another day in the café. I came in, not seeing Pepe again.*

Me: You'll be a waitress today too

M: Yes!

Me: Now come and help me with-

S: Martina!!

M: Sorry, I gotta help the boss

Me: That's alright, go

*I went out, and Stephie threw a wiper at me. Again.*

S: The tables

*I smiled at her and went to the table, rolling my eyes. Not long after, a customer came. He talked to Stephie who ran out with him not long after. What happened? The questions were swept off by another customer.*

??: Anyone here?

*It was him. Without doubts, I ran to the cashdesk and looked at his face. His hazel eyes were the first ones to get my attention.*

M: H-hello.

J: Hey. I didn't know this café is changing to a model store

*He said so smoothly. I felt both, disgusted and flattered at the same time*

M: Thank you, I guess. You'll have the same as always?

J: Yeah. You know what I like?

M: Pretty much, everyone knows it. You'll take it with you?

J: I think I'll have it here.

M: Then take a seat, your order will come right away.

*I went to the kitchen and started making Jorge's coffee when Stephie stormed in*

S: Martina!

M: ... yes?

S: You were at the cashdesk?

M: But... Jorge came and you were gone. So I wanted to help

S: Never do that again! Just call me! The cash is my job and noone elses!

M: Okay. Sorry.

S: Now give him the coffee

*I took his order and went to the table where he was sitting with his arms crossed*

M: Your coffee

J: Thank you sweetheart

*He said with a cheeky smile. I couldn't do more than smile and go back.*

...

*He didn't take his eyes off me since I started swobbing. It makes me kinda uncomfortable. It's not really safe having him this close. I never know what the target thinks of me.*

J: I'll pay

S: Okay, that's... 40 pesos please

J: Here you are. Thanks sweetie

S: Bye

*He headed to the exit and passed me. I looked up at him again as checked me out for the last time before disappearing around the corner. What a philanderer.*

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