The Calling Card

Chapter 4: The Barista (Zach)

I recently ordered a red velvet cake and a cappuccino from my favorite coffee shop. I see him again, he's—cute and his reactions was funny. I was in the lake earlier in Central Park then I saw him alone sitting on the bench and looking through the lake. I decided to sit beside him, he let me. I know that he's the guy from the counter when I ordered my first cappuccino in their shop. I try to ask him if he's the one who serves me the drink but turns out, he doesn't remember or may I say he's pretending. The looks on his face are very obvious like he's thinking for what he will say next. At first, when I saw him at the coffee shop, I say he took my attention. But I prevent looking at him, my friend might catch me looking at him then tease me. On that day in my mind I was wishing for him to like me back someday, but who knows?

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I ate my cake and drink my cappuccino in our canteen. I don't like eating too much outside, foods nowadays have more preservatives. I don't want to get my body poisoned because of that thing, wait, does the cake have preservatives?

I was now in my office. A beautiful white office with bookshelves, a white desk, and some vase of flowers. I can't explain the setup of my place but trust me, it is professional looking and has a good environment. I grab the mini remote on my desk to put the curtains aside to let the sunrise enters the room. I open my laptop, of course, to check for new emails.

Meanwhile, someone knocks on the door.

"Come in!"

And it was my brother, Jason, who facilitates the underground facilities. He also handles the distribution of medical supplies and the production of medicines.

"Hey what's up?" I asked.

"Nothing much ran a facility check-up,"

"How was it?"

"It's well, all are in good condition,"

"How about the production of medicines and other hospital equipment?"

"Good, all stable. Anyways, I want to ask you bud. Would you like to eat later at a restaurant?"

"Sure!"

"I was wondering... your treat?" I asked.

"Yeah, man!!!"

He loves inviting me to eat outside. Like, every time.

"That's great! See you later, bro"

"See yah!!" He smiles and exits the office.

As I make reports for the board of directors, my eyes are heavy, basically sleepy. I need more coffee to drink. Though I slept early last night. Wonder if the Dream Bean coffee shop has a delivery? I should call their hotline for delivery.

Pulls my phone from my pocket. Search google for their number: Dream Bean coffee shop, Time Square, New York. Oh goodie, they have one. I call the number and it rings.

"Hello, Dream Bean coffee shop what's your order?" a girl answers.

"Um, hi good morning. May I have one caramel coffee 473 ml,"

"Caramel coffee... anything you want to add?"

"Nah, I'm good with that."

"Great! What's your name and address Sir?"

"W 43rd street, Olynthian Co. Manhattan. I"m Zach,"

"Okay Zach, please wait for a couple of minutes we'll deliver it right away!"

"Thanks."

I ended the call. While waiting, I'm gonna check the papers for approval. I also need to organize my calls and meetings for the company's "Stop HIV/AIDS foundation." Many work but trust me it's worth it. The more we work, the more we'll become productive and help others.