09 | sweet pastries

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-Chapter Nine-

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[name] stopped in her tracks, not expecting Vinny to be working at a cafe. Shyly walking to the counter to order something, [name] still a bit surprised Vinny out of all people would be working at a cafe. Ordering her drink, [name] sat down at one of the cafe tables, waiting patiently for her drink to be made.

After a few minutes, her drink was made. Getting up to retrieve her drink from Vinny, [name] walked up to the counter. Returning the call card and taking the drink from Vinny's hands. Going back to her seat, [name] sat down to enjoy her drink while browsing through her phone. A few hours had past, [name] finishing her drink and ordering a few pastries to try on the way home when Vinny had just gotten out of his work shift.

[name] taking the opportunity to get to know Vinny better, [name] asked to walk home with Vinny. Vinny looking a bit uninterested, nodded in agreement either way. Not caring too much. Walking side by side down the street before [name] realized...she didn't know if Vinny and [name]'s house was the same way so they couldn't exactly walk home together.

"um...hey Vinny, I just realized that we can't really walk home together since I'm not sure if we live in the same direction."

[name] said in a small voice, Vinny peering down at [name] before saying

"It's fine I can just walk you home and go home later, I have stuff to do later anyways. I can kill time."

[name]'s eyes sparkled in happiness, walking home happily with Vinny. Eating her pastries and having small talk with Vinny on the way home felt nice. The sweet taste of the pastries filling her mouth, the warm sun hitting her back and the small but pleasant conversation with Vinny.

As the front driveway of her house was getting near, she said her goodbyes to Vinny. Waving him goodbye, [name] walked up to her front door. Opening the door to her house, humming happily before entering her room. Jay giving her a strange look.

the taste of the sweet pastry left in her mouth.

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