Hard to Love (h.s)

3

It was the end of Luna's shift, 6 pm. She and her other co-workers had made sure to clean up, and Luna stayed back. She always stayed back. She enjoyed coming here early to enjoy the quiet and she enjoyed staying until the last minute the store was opened because she liked to enjoy the quiet as well. It gave her time to collect and process her thoughts.

It allowed her to reflect on her day and her mind, and the good, and the bad. She just needed some time to think. So now she sat at the back table that Daisy had been sitting previously, with a cup of tea in her hand. She sat there, basking in the quiet, looking off into the distance toward the door. She was able to see the beautiful mix of colors that painted the sky.

This was her favorite place to collect her thoughts, aside from a park not to far from here. She enjoyed the peace and quiet the world had to bring. But all that soon came to an end when a lanky man had tripped over the curb on the sidewalk and hit his head on one of the windows.

"Shit!" Harry cursed while rubbing his head.

Luna stifled her laughter as she walked toward the door, unlocking it to go see if this Bambi-like boy was okay.

"I think that hot chocolate has been messing with your senses." Luna joked.

"Haha, very funny. I was actually on my way to come and get another one, if that's not too big of a concern for you." He smiled.

"Well, you see the thing is, we closed like 10 minutes ago, but I guess I could fancy your craving." Luna said as she walked toward the door unlocking it.

Once Harry had entered the empty cafe, Luna went back to the door to lock it.

"Don't worry I am not going to kill you. I just don't want a swarm of hot chocolate lovers thinking there is a party going on in here." Luna laughed. She went behind the counter and started to make Harry his hot chocolate.

"Here you go Harry." she smiled. Harry made his way toward the table in the back where Luna was sitting before.

"Thank you Luna." he smirked as he walked toward the door.

Luna...Luna...Luna! How does he know my name Luna had thought.

"You have a nametag." Harry said answering her thoughts.

"Right.."

Just then Harry had walked right into the door, and this time, Luna did not hold back on her laughter.

"It's locked you idiot!" Luna roared.

"Maybe this is really messing with my senses." Harry said referring to his hot beverage.

"Goodbye Harry."

'Night."

-

After a rather funny encounter with the one and only Tropical Hot Chocolate Man, Luna cleaned up her mess and headed back out. Once she arrived home, she had become one with the couch. Exhausted from the day, she sunk into the couch, just resting there.

She welcomed the cold air that her apartment had brought, and tried savoring every bit of it before she had to head back into the heat tomorrow morning for another eventful day.

After saying that she would get up in 5 minutes, for the past hour, she finally did get up and made herself some dinner. She put some pasta on the stove, and while that was cooking, she took a cold shower, washing away the days heat.

Once refreshed, and in some old sweats and a t-shirt, she took her food off the stove and ate on her couch watching some mindless tv shows. She relaxed for a bit, until her phone had interrupted her.