7:00 am
The sound of my alarm blaring woke me up. I rolled out if bed and fell on the floor and reached up to turn it off.
As I walked to the bathroom I noticed the picture of me and my ex-boyfriend still on my dresser.
"Jeez I really need to redecorate my room." I said to myself as i sighed over dramatically and threw the photo in the trash can.
I continued walking to the bathroom and opened the freshly painted door and went over to the sink to grab my face cleanser and my acne cream.
As I was washing my face I decided to play some panic! at the disco. As soon as the song started i could feel the amount of power in Brendon's voice when he sang Golden Days.
I continued to wash my face and very carefully put in my winged eyeliner and a dark red lipstick. I noticed that i was still in my pajamas and my hair was in a messy bun so i quickly took out the bun and brushed my brown hair roughly to get all the insane tangles out of it. I didn't bother to straighten it since I had to be at work in less than 30 minutes.
I walked to my closet filled with highly unnecessary expensive clothes that my ex bought me and I obviously did not need because I rarely even go out. As I looked for my work shirt, I decided to give up and grab some ripped jeans and black socks. I also didn't bother to change my undergarments because Im that lazy.
As I rummaged through my drawer I found my choker and along with my work shirt.
I quickly pulled them on before walking out to my kitchen and grabbing a banana ( A.N blah gross) granola bar and munching on it as I admired the view of the city from my apartment.
I never really explored but I knew I would have to eventually before I was dragged out by my non-existent friends
When I was done I ran into the living room and slipped on my black yeezys. Because who doesn't waist there money on expensive things that are probably never going to get used?
Not me.
I grabbed my phone, apartment keys, and my name tag for work and woke up Luna and told her I was leaving for work then ran out the door and down the street to work.
I forgot to mention that in high school I played softball, soccer, and did track racing for a while, so running down a street was nothing compared to what I've done and plus, I got there faster.
Once i approached the glass double doors, realized i was just in time for my shift.
Stella's p.o.v
Work was normal; rushed. Like rushed so much that the line for orders went out the front door.
Im pretty sure if we counted all the customers that came today, it would wrap around the whole neighborhood twenty one times.
Anyways..
After my shift i quickly ran the the back room to put up my apron. When I was running back to the front ,to get the frick out of that hell I call work, i accidentally bumped into a man mere 8 inches higher than me. (she's really short. like me ; 4"11'
I apologize like a thousand time and i look up to see his shirt. Its drenched in coffee.
I grab him but the wrist before he could say anything back to me and led him in the bathroom to clean him up. I rush him into the bathroom and grabbed many paper towels as I could and started scrubbing his shirt.
i stop and i look up at him to see a light blush on his face.
i
stay there for a couple seconds and say, " Im so so sorry I was just trying to get home as soon as possible I didn't-"
"Its okay." He stops me with a chuckle.
Damn he's hot.
"Ill buy you lunch to repay you."
"
Not necessary."
"No no no its so necessary I got coffee all over you for petes sake." I said with a small laugh.
"Fine you win." He laughed
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