The Midnight Café

Chapter 1

      "I'm just a girl, standing in a Café asking a boy for some coffee. "

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     It's 10:00 pm, I'm laying on the floor below my bed. My body sprawled across the floor. With my hands gripped around my phone for fear of letting it get away. Laying with my eyes shut tight, my cheek warming the cold wooden floor.

     If you wondering why I'm doing any of this right now let me give you a recap of how it happened.

    I woke up right at 11:58 pm, when I heard a beeping sound and automatically thought I was going to die, so I had to get into my attack position or just hide under my blankets but then what protection would I have?

So, I rolled off of my bed with a loud thud. I groan, rubbing my arm which I hit a lot harder than anything else on the floor. It's actually comfortable on the floor, it's wooden but I have a rug.

I hear a beep come from my phone, I sit slightly up. Gripping onto my mattress to pull myself up. I move my hand around patting around on the bed. When my had touches my phone, I clutch it. Pulling my arm back down beside me on the floor.

I click my phone on, the screen lighting up half the room. I turn the lighting down. I wouldn't want any burglars or monster seeing that would I? I look at my notifications, I have one message from my agent.

Agent😠💞: Meet me at the regular bar, in need of a talk. 😣

I text back, "K". Then click off my phone, gripping it in my hand. I look around the room not seeing anyone or monsters. I sit there for about 5 minutes, I don't hear anything so I slowly get up. Sitting on my knees I look around the room. Nothing, guess I'm safe. I get up sighing with relief.

Looking around the room one more time, I stand up setting my phone on my nightstand.

I stretch, trying to touch the ceiling but I never can because the ceiling is like so high, but I try. I take a seat on my bed, when my stomach starts growling. I look down at my stomach. "Why do you always get hungry at the wrong time?" I ask, my stomach, patting it.

"Time to go get something to eat" I say, pushing myself off of the bed and standing up.

I walk over to my closet opening it, grabbing my silk robe from the hanger on the back of the door. I slip on the robe, placing the hanger back on the rod.

I walk out of my room, and straight down the hallway until I reach the kitchen and living room. I live in a really big apartment, or would it be called a penthouse. I'm not sure, but on the left side is my huge living room, then my right is the kitchen which is a little bit smaller than the living room.

I walk into the kitchen, and open the cabinet that I keep all my coffee stuff in. I'm a model and they tell me not to drink coffee, and other stuff. But just because I'm a model now doesn't mean I'm not gonna still eat what I wanna eat.

I look around, and notice I have no more coffee anything. Ughh..

I really need coffee now too. I'm not going to the store, but I think there's this new coffee shop like just at the end of my street. I could just go buy coffee.. but I'm a little too lazy now. I would have to walk all the way to the store and walk back home, then finally wait for my coffee to brew. I think I'm going to head to the coffee shop. I close the cabinet I was looking in, and make my way back to my bedroom. Once I'm in my room, I walk over to my closet opening the door. I debate whether or not I should change.