Tik... tik..tik Goes my pencel over the bland paper before me. Hearing my mom and older brother screaming down stairs doesn't help me to focus on my essay. My mind is everywhere but not where I want it to be. This is never going to work, I open my curtains to a bright shiny light. It's pretty good weather ,I can walk to work I still have enough time so why not.
I grap my working clothes and my earphones and stuff it in a bag. I go down stairs not bothering about the two bickering persons in the living room. I put my earphones in and walk to the rhythm of the song. Murmuring to the lyrics I arrive at my work a cafe that is quite famous of the delicious coffee of course. As I walked in I already could smell the coffee. It's a pretty cozy place not too big not too small. I could immediately see light up faces of yeana and Lena as they waved at me from behind the counter. They are my best friends since elementary school. We were so lucky that we could work together.
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A big sigh leaves my mouth as I'm done with the last cup of coffee today. It already 10 pm ,closing time. My hands hurts so much after a long day making coffees. "Here is your coffee" I give the coffee to the last man with a smile. As he leaves I clean very thing up on my own.
I was just done with everything when I hear the jingle of the bell by the door. I wonder who that is. I peek my head outside and see a boy with a can of beer in his hand drunkly murmuring a song as he walks in the cafe. I already could smell the alcohol, I hate that smell. "We are closed" I say with a serious tone as I walk towards him.
He tilted his head to look at me and raised a eyebrow. "You... you..have I seen you before hmm?" He crunched his reader tick lips.
"Maybe, I don't know but if you mind can you please leave" he is drunk I don't want any trouble.
"Can't I ..I sstay..?" He looked at me as he started to cry. Why now ,please can't he go away. "Pleasee I don't wan-na ggo"
I let out a big sigh this crying dude really won't go. "Okay you know what, sit down. I will make a coffee for you to sober up because you really aren't planning to go anytime soon".
I walk to the coffee machine and could feel his eyes stinging at my backside.
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