"Oh Mirandaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-"
"WHAT.. WH..WHAAAAT?"
"Come down, now!"
"Oh MY FREAKIN GOSH, IM STILL ASLEEP. CANT YOU HEAR IT?"
I woke up in a weird position.
Thats it. Thats really it. Im done, totally.
How come she couldnt even remember my name for one second?
Its because of the other girl that worked here before.
Her name sounded somehow.. ah, I forgot.
Anyway she continued to call me Miranda every morning. What a jerk.
I took a jump out of my bed and opened my windows. The ground cracked so loud as I was about to go down.
Mhm nice smell how sad.
I only woke up and the first thing I thought about was food. The hallway of our room was full of lights by the sun.
"Im right here Annie, good morning."
I was so sleepy that I yawned in her direction.
"What
did
just
happened?"
"Im sorry, its just that.."
"No, its okay. Sit down, eat something and then go to work."
She grinned at me. I love her. But I cant live like that anymore. Shes so sweet, but so hard to handle with.
1 hour later we drove to the Cafè. You know its been said that our Cafè holds a grudge. Whenever somebody (who feels lonely) enters our doors, he or she will never leave.It felt like I stept the whole Day away.
Only 10 minutes and I can go back.
10 hot minutes and Imma read my comic again..
..Only one last cup and I can close the shop..
..I... wait..
I felt a light breeze around my cheeks, hugging my shoulders from behind.
There was something. I directed my view to the door.
And there he was, covered in snow.
"Im sorry."
I froze."Hey uhm.. do you mind if we would stay here for a while? Its really cold outside
and the storm is getting worser.."
I gazed at the boy. He had a cracked smile on his face and began to pull the snow off his jacket.
"I need to close the shop in 10 minutes. You can stay here until then." I said with a cold expression.
I stood up and put the cup into the board.
I couldnt really see how they looked. Idiot, why did you turn your back on them?
"Hey, Miss. Turn around!" What did he say? "Whats wrong?"
I really turned around and looked right into the eyes of two young men.
"Youre working here right?"
Is he serious?
"No. Im a princess and this is my palace.
You should adore me for letting you stay here a little longer."
The boy with the blond hair from before checked me out.
What a weirdo. What are they trying to do with me?
Should I give myself up?
Should I give in?
DO I LOOK LIKE A WALL?
OR WONDERWOMAN?"Actually, this is the Cafè of my Aunt.
Is Annie here? If not, could you tell her Zico and Kyung were here?
If you dont mind, princess."
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FanfictionWinter, Tokyo. What a lazy day. Irina took the cup and cleaned it until it began to shine. Ten hot minutes and she could go home. The bell rings - another Costumer? "Im sorry." She could face a slight face moving in the shape of the cup she still...