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"Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky." - Rabindranath Tagore
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Walking into the cafe, MJ looked around the building lazily with bags under her eyes. Since the past week, she had to take extra shifts in order to replace the broken AC in her small apartment. She was currently living in the warm, moist apartment of hers. She only had enough money to grab a couple of fans to try cooling the place but it didn't seem to do much work at all.
"Morning MJ," her boss, Alice, greeted with a smile.
MJ, returned the smile, "Good morning,"
Working there in the cafe for years Michelle and Alice had gotten close. MJ was the nickname that Alice only got to call her, along with her foster parents who had given her the nickname since she was a little child.
Dropping her things behind the counter Mj heaved a sigh and grabbed her apron, placing it over her head and tying it behind.
"Long night?" asked Alice.
MJ rubbed her eyes lazily before looking at Alice tiredly, "Tell me about it," she replied.
Alice grabbed her apron as well, placing it over her head, "MJ, if you a day or two off to rest go ahead hun." she offered.
She shook her head, "No, I need to work to replace this AC in my apartment, which I'm close enough to get the money that I need," she grabbed a notepad and pen, "so no worries," MJ added before walking away to start her day with her first customers that walked in and sat down in a booth.
Walking up the lovely couple MJ smiled and began to take their orders. They ended up ordering a few muffins along with cinnamon rolls and cup of coffee that she went to go fetch. After their order was prepared MJ carried the tray and placed the coffees and pantry down at there table.
"Thank you," said the man.
"You're welcome," she replied.
Leaving away from the couple with a smile MJ made her way over to the counter.
"Hey MJ, would you mind going in the back to get more styrofoam cups in the back," Alice asked. MJ nodded her head with a tight smile and continued her way into the back of the storage to retrieve the cups.
Almost reaching the door Mick stopped her midway causing MJ to temptingly rolled her eyes. She didn't feel to start a conversation with him because he's been trying to get a date with her. But thats not what she wanted.
"Hey MJ-"
"Don't call me that," she interrupted giving him a stern look.
Mick, rubbed the sweat from his forehead."Oh alright, alright, besides that Michelle," he emphasized with a smirk, "I was wondering if you were free tonight," he asked, attempt to finally get a yes from her.
But of course, MJ always remained with some excuse to decline. Didn't he see she wasn't interested?
"Actually, I would love to," she started finally grabbing the cups from the storage, "But I have to work extra today in order to pay for my broken AC," she explained. Which wasn't entirely a lie, she did indeed was busy and had to do an extra shift.
Closing the door MJ started to walk away from the storage when Mick caught up with her, "It's fine if you want I could pay for your AC to be fixed," he offered with a grin.
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Passion for Her | PeterxMJ
RomanceIt all started when Michelle's foster parents were killed. No, not by a car crash, but by a robbery that occurred when they were out one night to visit the bank. A man in a black hood burst through the doors of the bank and brutally shot and killed...