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my eyes flickered open, feeling heavy and tired despite the long sleep i had. the sight in front of me removed any hint of fatigue. my boyfriend of four years lay in front of me, relaxed against my body. our legs were tangled together and his right arm was looped around my waist.

a smile graced my lips at the sight of him. i gently removed his arm, sliding out of bed. as much as i wanted to stay, the noise of my boss yelling at me was playing in the back of my head. a glance at the alarm clock told me it was 5:47am. huh. earlier than i expected.

nonetheless, i continued my way to the kitchen. a bitch was hungry, and george probably was too. sometimes i find our relationship weird. a barista and a famous twitch streamer who has 14 year old girls pining over him.

as i poured myself a cup of much needed coffee, i felt two arms wrap around my neck. "hello sir." my back pressed up against my boyfriend's chest, eyes closing.

"morning princess." i shuddered as his breath tickled my neck. after all this time, his voice after waking up still surprised me. god, this man could slap me and i'd thank him. george picked the coffee out of my hands, the warmth leaving me as he walked into the living room.

"oi, that was mine!" i yelled after him. he responded with a quick 'not anymore' before turning the tv on. my eyes rolled and i poured myself another cup before walking upstairs. my fuzzy, red socks threatened to slip on the polished floor beneath them as i moved.

eventually i was sat in front of my mirror, staring my reflection in the face. the dark circles under my eyes were almost comical. god, i felt like a cartoon. my previous night was spent trying to think of new recipes for my coffee shop; i only went to bed at around 4:30am. we love a 73 minute sleep.

i wasted no time in doing my skincare, removing the layer of oil that had been produced in the short time of unconsciousness. gotta love having excess sebum. george came in while i was finishing off, sitting on the bed and watching me in silence. "what are your plans for the day?"

"mm," he paused for a minute. my eyes lingered on his face as he glanced out the window. my heart melted as he smiled at something he thought about. "i'm streaming with nick and clay later. then i have some videos to edit, but that's about it."

"we still on for movie night?" i inquired, laying down my primers while almost poking my eyes out. new acrylics always caused this.

"hell yeah!" my lips quirked at his excitement. "what time do you get off today?" george questioned me.

"uhh... 6pm? it's a late one today; that's for sure." he frowned. i knew he didn't like the 10 hour shifts, but it was needed. i couldn't always depend on his youtube/twitch career. plus, a lot of the shop's workers were off due to covid or christmas related reasons.

"you need to stop overworking yourself." my eyebrow raised.

"you're the one overworking, love." i responded. "luca called in last night. 2 weeks isolation for close contact. same with mollie."

"is ben still in?" i nodded, silently working on my makeup. "so you'll be able to have a couple breaks." another silent reply gave him his answer. george continued on with something i couldn't hear, however denied my request for him to repeat it.

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it was almost noon, nearing half way through my shift. i had spent the first two hours in the break room, working on some paperwork, before coming out front. in the two hours i had been working, there had already been four karens. scratch that. five.

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