Saviour

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"AHHHHHHH" I screamed at the top of my lungs when I saw a man standing only a few feet away from me leaning against the entrance of the kitchen.. His presence startled me but what scared me was his covered up face. I thought he was a robber but now I think I know who he is.

"Hey! Relax! Why'd you stop? I was enjoying you too much!" He said coolly.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him folding my hands.

"Oh me? I was wondering if I could get an Americano please?" He said sweetly. I know that's not his only reason to be here. I looked at the watch.. It said 10pm.

"Too bad!" I replied with a smirk. " We're already closed!"

"Well, too bad.. I was too tired and I really needed a drink. Maybe paying double the price may change some things?" He offered. Ugh this man won't stop showing his money off.. I just shot him a glare and he recomposed himself. "Okay fine.. But can you at least give me a glass of water please? I'm thirsty and it's not too late either." He looked at me with puppy dog eyes and I have to admit.. He got me this time..

I rolled my eyes. "Go sit at one of the tables.. I'll get you some water." I instructed and he nodded. I filled a glass with water and walked to his table. "Here you go. Now drink it quick and get going. It's already late" I said handing him the water and I turned towards the kitchen when I felt a hand on my wrist.

"Tch Tch.. You should be polite to your customers.." I heard him say as I turned around to face him.. "I even got your sugar back. It doesn't take much to thank someone you know.."

"Um. Aren't you the reason I was in trouble at the first place? And now you want me to thank you?" I retorted. "You could have hurt me too you know? And who even asked you to make it up to me?"

"No one! He replied innocently.. "But I still did.. I don't know what you have against rich people but believe me, everyone is not the same." I was taken aback a little.. Maybe he is right.. Maybe it was just an accident. But how did he know where I work? Is he some sort of a stalker? Is this why he covered his face?

"Yah! Are you some sort of a stalker? How did you know where I work?" I asked as I furrowed my eyebrows at him.

"Ani! I'm not a stalker silly.. Your uniform! It has the name of your cafe.." He defended with a chuckle and pointed at my T-shirt.
I looked at it and realised. So that's how.. Silly me!

"And what's up with all this?" I asked pointing at his face mask and hat.. He was quiet for a couple of seconds but then finally replied..

"How many question do you ask huh?" He teased.
"Answer me" I demanded.
"I-I'm allergic to the sun" he answered bluntly.

I raised an eyebrow at him. "You do realize its night right? Or are you blind as well?" I said making a point.

"Ah its the light.. Sometimes I'm affected by the light too.." He replied acting like the light is hurting him.

"Whatever.." I rolled my eyes at him knowing he's lying but I couldn't care to fight him.. I need to hurry back home.. "I need to close the cafe now.. Its too late."
I went to the locker room and grabbed my stuff making my way out of the cafe as I locked it.
I saw him standing outside.

"It's too late.. Shall I drop you home?" He offered as he walked towards me. What's up with him?
" Thanks but no thanks.. I'll go by myself."

"I insist.. Its too late already. Plus, I want to make up for earlier" He insisted.. Can I trust him? I don't know. First, he nearly killed me, second, he entered inside the kitchen without me even noticing and now he's offering to drop me home.

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