coffee talks(s)

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I lifted my head when I heard a familiar voice. I shifted my gaze from the screen of my phone to the two men who were standing not too far from where I was sitting. I was familiar with one of the men, the owner of the coffee shop Remmy Somes while the other one was a waiter. The waiter was rubbing the back of his neck, nodding to what Remmy was talking while pointing at me.

Soon they both approached me and slightly bow.

"On behalf of my employee, I'm sorry for making you wait for too long," Remmy apologized.

I shook my head, curving a smile, "No worries. I'm not here for a business today. Just meeting a friend."

I looked around to adore the beauty of the coffee shop. Remmy's coffee shop was one of the most well-known in the town and the number of customers that come everyday proved it. Same as the other days, the coffee shop was crowded with customers coming in and out and that was why I have to wait to be seated. The customer services was a five star and the foods and drinks were super good too.

"It doesn't matter if you come here for a business or not. You are my friend so you are always an important customer of mine," Remmy said, grinning ear to ear.

I chuckled, "Well, if you say so."

Remmy signaled at the waiter who have been loyally waited for us to finish talking.

"This way miss," he spread his arm, making a way for me to move. I thanked Remmy and stepped inside with the waiter. He led the way, brought me to a room in the coffee shop. It was my first time entering this part of this coffee shop.

There were only four tables, each for two person to sit and it were arranged at each of the corner of the room. At the middle of the room, there were a big maple creek stone table with lots of cakes and cookies placed on it. The room have a vintage look and vibes.

There were only a girl sitting alone at the table that was nearest with the door, looking outside the window. She looked very calm sipping her hazelnut latte and taking small bite of her vanilla latte cake.

I decided to sit at the other corner of the room. I love how being in the room gave me more privacy than being outside.

"Our new VIP room," the waiter said as he realised that I was looking around, examining every part of the room. "Your order miss?" he asked, ready with a small gadget on his hand to send my order directly to the kitchen.

"I'm going to wait for my friend first before placing my order," I said and the waiter nodded before leaving me alone waiting for Delia to arrive.

Few minutes later I received a text from Delia. She was already outside and I texted her the details of where I was sitting.

"Elisha?" Delia stood in front of me. I lifted my eyes and my eyes widened as I took a complete look at her in her nun dress.

She chuckled as she saw my expression, "That face again, everyone have been reacting the same way when they saw me nowadays," she said before settling in front of me.

The same waiter from before approached us. Delia placed her order and turned to me, wrinkling her forehead. "I'm sorry I forgot that you can't drink coffee. This is not a good idea, choosing a place where they only serve coffee," she grimaced.

"No worries, they also have hot chocolate here," I explained to Delia before. "One hot chocolate for me," I said to the waiter. After he left with our orders, I shifted my gaze and attention back to Delia.

"How do you know I don't drink coffee?" I asked, curious.

She smiled mischievously. "Adrian always talk about you. You are the only person he talks about everytime we meet," she said.

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