"This day is the worst!" I grunt to myslelf as I enter the coffee shop. "A whole year of dedication, sacrifice, and hardwork and all for what? Being replaced by a geeky little teenager who haven't had any job experience." I sigh. Being fired from my job was the cherry on top on the ****-pie called life.
"Good morning! What's your order?" the barista says whilst smiling through her not so real expression. You and me both, buddy. You and me both. I scan the menu of fancy calligraphy engraved in chalk. "I'll take the Classic Americano," she nods as she takes my order and types it in the lineup. I catch sight of my order before it eventually disappears into the sea of other requests.
"Your order will be with you in a moment. You may want to sit down. It might take a while," she advises me, gesturing towards the full and busy cafe shop. She left me dumbfounded as I look across the entire scene. My eyes scanned every possible vacant seat. And there was only one. My stomach twisted at the sight of this.
Bless the heavens for the vacant seat and curse the fiery pits for this curse. Across the vacant seat, a woman sat. A book was comfortably gripped on her hands and so was her mind. Her interest seemed to be captured by the printed words on paper. I start to reluctantly walk towards the vacant seat. As I approach the seat, the more my nerves went uncontrolled. I could spot more of her features.
Freckled blonde beauty. Three words to describe her in my head as I stand in front of the table. Taking a deep breath, I clear my throat. Startled by my interruption, she jumps from her seat and shoots her head up. Oh God, I hope I didn't give off a bad impression. Why do I always mess stuff up?
"Is this seat taken?" I ask, a sensation of warmth spreads across my cheeks. She shakes her head and gestures to the seat in front of her. As I sit down, she continues to immerse herself in the book. I caught a glimpse of the title. They Both Die At The End. One of the finest novels I know.
Awkwardness quickly dawns over the whole scene. It seemed like every other sound was blocked out and the universe halted to watch us in this very moment. The silence was broken as the waitress puts down my order on the table. I grab hold of my cup and start to stir.
"So, you like black coffee?" she asks. I nod. She takes sip of her own Classic Americano and grins at me. "Cool," she says. Silence is the worst thing to exist. Small talks are a free pass to Awkward Town. I sigh. Break the silence. Just talk.
"I like the book you're reading," the words escapes my mouth. She smiles at this and acknowledges the random fact I spat out. "Yeah. It's the best book ever," she replies. A genuine smile creeps its way on my face and the warm sensation in my face comes back.
After a few moments, she abruptly stands up and starts to leave. "Wait!" I blurted out, attracting a few curious stares from the other customers. She turns to look back confused and quite startled. "I-uh... What's your name? I didn't quite get it," I say as I fidget in my seat.
She smiles at me brightly and giggles. We make eye contact for a few seconds. "Lila... Lila Smith," she then nods at me, her eyes telling me to tell mine. I hesitate but I didn't want to ruin anything.
"My name is Jacquie. Jacquie Rose."
uwu i'm soft