I've been working at a café my entire teen life, from part time, to when I literally live there. My parents own the café, but got pretty busy when they decided they needed a new job, and to gain more money. Of course it was for our own good.
My parents got new jobs of course, and they were high paying. Sadly, they always traveled and i never really got to see them. They got me into a high school, because when I grow up, I need to get a real job, instead of working at a café my entire life.
Now I'm standing in the used-to-be lounge of the café, which was now my room. I stare at my uniform.
"This is going to be a new day, a new start for me!" I thought
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A/N: I really didn't want to continue this book, as I changed biases, but I'll keep writing
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Fanfiction"See that star?" "Yeah, it's pretty!" "Well. Let's call it.... (y/n) -------------------- This is my first fanfic, sorry for sloppy writing!
