Being Immortal Sucks -__-

First part i guess -__-

"Large Hot Lattee with Carmel!?"
I call out the order above all the sounds of people talking and the machines brewing coffee. A women with leggings,oversized shirt and with that I want to talk you manger haircut comes forward.
"Is that with low fat almond milk?" With a snarky voice and in a power stance.
I look at her with a dead stare and look at the drink.
"......yes" I lied its with regular milk. What? This shit takes me a few 5 minutes to make. I know it sounds a small time but when your flooded with people every minute feels like a hour.
She yanks it from my hands and takes a sip from it very loudly.
"I only drink low fat almond milk cause it good for you. It's way better then normal milk. Why do you guys still serve regular milk to people? Is the almond milk from only all natural tofu fed cows?"
I look at her.
"Cows don't eat tofu....."
"YES THEY DO. HOW DARE YOU QUESTION ME. ARE YOU CALLING ME STUPID?....
Here it comes.
....I WANT TO SPEAK TO YOUR MANGER!"
There it is. This is the fourth one this week. Where do they all come from? I'm holding back all the shit I want to say and put on a fake smile.
"One moment mama" ......

I turn around and stand there for a whole 3 minutes, she still there standing looking dumbfounded. I turn around and look at here dead in the eyes.
"Hello I'm the manger how can I help you today?"
She stands there shooken. No words coming out of here mouth but I see she's filling with anger. People behind snicker or straight out laugh at what just happened. She tries to say something but just lets out some hmph sound and walk away with her nose held high. Stuck up rich people. She walks out like she won some huge fight...she tripped outside on her way to the car. Everyone even the other customers and employees stop what their doing just to watch her walk back in and back to the pick up area I'm in and held the cup out. Nose still up high and in a power stance.
"I need a new one"
Everyone looks at me, no one moves or breaths. Their waiting for what I will do.
"Of corse mama" what? I'm rude but not a asshole. Also I need to make sure this place looks good. We need customers with money so I get paid.
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I count the money and close up shop and start heading home but grab my check for the week on my way out. I rent a apartment with a friend and I pay for the rent and electricity. She pays for the food and water. Then we take turns paying tv, WiFi and other expenses. She's really chill but she has some.... issues. But we get along great and things are going good. I'm so lost in thought I don't realize someones behind me. I feel a sharp object against my back.
"Listen bub I'm here to rob ya see. So hand over the money see"
Who talks like that anymore? I just turn around and see some wannabe mugger point the knife to my neck now.
"Listen buddy just go to where ever you call home. I'm to tired for this"
He pushes it more against my neck.
*sign* "I can't believe I have to do this again"
"What are you talking about see?"
I grab his hand and push the knife harder against my neck until it goes through. My neck start spitting out blood into the man. He stands the frozen like a statue, eyes widen and shaking but can't let go of the knife.
"......."
He opens he's mouth but nothing coming out. Compare to my throat, blood paints the floor and my clothes soaks in the blood. I lift my head up and look at him in the eyes. He stares back eyes wide open and the color of his face is gone and his hair has turned grey.
"So can I have this? Looks good for cutting vegetables." WhAt? Looking down on it, it has a good handle and by the way it feels has been sharpen very well.
His eyes go back and he starts foaming from his mouth and drops to the floor. I bend over and place my finger on his neck.
...... he's alive. Phew I didn't want to kill him.
I get up and take out my phone and dial 911.
*Ring ring ring ring*
Hmmm I wonder what should I cook tonight
*click*
"O hello I..."
"Dirt is this you?"
Wait what they remember me
"Yeah ruby it's me"
"Let me guess, mugger again or was it a drunk this time?"
"It was a mugger..."
"Fuck yeah! I just won 20 bucks"
"That's great ruby but can you come pick him up?"
"Yeah I sent a patrol call before I picked up....hey dirt I......"
Not this again.
"Ruby I'm sorry but I don't think so.."
"O okay I'm sorry Dirt but hey let me know it you change your ~mind you have my number"
"Yeah I do..."
"~by Dirt"
"See ya ruby"
*click*
I sit down against the wall and take out my phone and start playing games. Look Ruby's a great women, she's funny and looks amazing. Dam thic. Can cook and everything. She's flirty but only to me. She's very cold to others. But I'm not in the market haven't been for centuries. Not after..... never mind. But maybe I might let her take me on a date.
*whoop whoop* Oh there here.
I see the flashing lights and the officers come down and look at me. I reach into my pocket and pull out a card. They look at it and nod. They pick up the mugger and put him in the back of their car. They came over asking if I wanted to keep the knife. I look down and pull it out of my neck. Making blood pump out and failing over more around me and on me. The officers take a step back and look away. Ones gagging while another has seen this a lot but still not going to look. I look at the knife.
Yeah I'm keeping it.
"Yeah Ill keep it thanks"
"Suit yourself we will send a time to clean this up" the officers say and put yellow tape around the bloody area and get back into the patrol care and leave. I continue my walk home.
I should make some burritos.
I walk up to my door and unlock it with my key. Sweet sweet home.
I walk in to find my roommate with less the normal amount of clothing.
"Hey Dirt" Lucy says while drinking straight from the carton.
"Please use a glass next time"
"Ah stop being such a...." takes a look at my open throat and blood all over my clothes.
"What is a drunk?!?!" She ask excited.
"No it was a mugger"
"Dammit Ruby!" So she's the one that lost 10 dollars to.
"Well anyways what for dinner" as her stomachs rumbles.
"I'm thinking homemade burritos"
"Hell yeah!" She runs over into the kitchen and starts setting up the table.
"Yeah yeah just make sure to wash your hands" I say before putting on kiss the cook pink apron. What? I like pink f*ck you!
And so another normal day in this house.
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(O man that took a long time. Hope you guys love it. Tell me what you though and what I should do or improve on. I'm really hoping you all love it. I'm open to suggestions and I'll try to respond to each and everyone of you. Until next time. :D)