Tuesday, April 28, 2015

GWSWHU

She heard a light tap, signifying that someone had came into the house. In the kitchen, she stopped cutting the carrots and waited for any more sound.

The stair panels creaked a little, meaning someone is going up the stairs.

"Triel!" She shouted, knowing who it was already.

The footsteps up the stairs fastened and with a bang of the door, she knew that Triel had locked herself in the room again.


"What is going on with that girl..." She mumbled as she continued her work in the kitchen.

UnNamed

"Here's your tea. Do enjoy." She placed the tea in front of the customer with care, bowed and left. She noticed that the customer, a man in his forties, was staring at the newspaper in his hands. An article had caught his attention and she believed that he may have burned a hole into the paper if not for the cup of tea that was served.

"Thank you." He said. After taking a sip of the tea, he dived back into the newspaper.

"You tried the new chorus?"

"Not yet. I'm still trying to change it. The ice-blends here are nice, especially the chocolate one."

Two teenagers came into the cafe. A tall boy with a guitar behind him and beside him was a shorter boy with a black hoodie. Both were in their uniforms.

"Nah. I'll just get some coffee."

The two sat down at a table further inside the cafe, where it was more cooling with the air conditioning.

Her coworker served the two youngsters while she stood at the counter, thinking why is the part timer late for her shift today. The part timer was supposed to check in 15 minutes ago and yet, there was no sign of her. Should she call to see if she's coming today?

"One chocolate ice-blend, one black coffee." Her coworker came to put the order and she started making the beverages.

Serving the two boys, she went on to clean the table where a family had just finish their late lunch and left. The youngest daughter rushing for a language tuition while the elder brother has a game of basketball at the court nearby.

"That one with the guitar looks familiar... You recognize him? I can't seem to remember where I've seen him." Her coworker asked as he cleaned the cups and glasses in the sink.

"Maybe he comes here often?" She guessed. Taking another look, the boy don't look familiar to her at all.

"No... I saw him somewhere else..."

"I don't recall... maybe he looks like someone you know..."

"Hmm... don't know. You need more coffee beans?" He asked as he wiped the cups dry before arranging them back on the shelf.

"Yup. Almost out here. It's on the left side in the storeroom."

"Okay. By the way, where's that part timer? Is she coming?" He realised that the girl was already 30 minutes late.


"Not sure. I'm calling her."

UnNamed

I wrote this a while back,
February 6 to be exact.
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"Help me with table 14."

She finished wiping table 8 and proceeded to the one next to it. There were a few customers but since the part timers are not here today, it's much more hectic for the workers.

"Alright. Table 5 wants cappuccino." Her co-worker nodded and walked towards the table of empty cups and plates.

"Got it." She went to prepare the beverage while her co-worker was stacking the plates.

As she was placing the cup on the saucer, she felt a warm breath of air at her neck. She smiled a little, knowing that he was behind her.

"The cappuccino's done." She said, wiping the side of the cup.

"I know."

Hands wrapped her waist gently, a feeling she recognized immediately. She slowly turned around, making sure to not knock the cup.

"Hi." Putting her arms around his neck, she tiptoed to give him a light kiss on the lips.

Her heartbeat wasn't calm yet she maintained calm on the outside.

She felt herself blush but she was sure he didn't see it.

"I suggest we go get popcorn and watch a movie." He said, observing her facial expression. Even until now, he still finds it hard to read her.

She nodded, contented at the thought of going for a movie after a busy day.

"Nice!" He pushed something into her palm and took the cappuccino to be served to the customer. She looked at her palm to see what he had give her.

It was a paper folded rose. A pink one.

She couldn't keep in her smile as she carefully kept the rose in her pocket. She continued her work inside the kitchen because the dishes need to be washed.

While she was at the sink, a small boy walks in and stops suddenly. He looked around. It looks like he wasn't sure what to do.

"Are you looking for the toilet?" She bent down and asked him.

He nodded, as expected.

"It's right there." She pointed the direction and he ran towards it.

"You know? We need to refill the storeroom. There's not much left." The cook said while checking the logbook for the food stocked.

"Ah... really? How many days?"

"I'm guessing about... 4 days more?" The cook estimated the amount of food left in the storage.

"Then I'll go restock tomorrow. Do you have anything you want to buy? I'll get it together." She wiped her hands dry and went beside the cook to see the book.

"I'll list them down at the remark area here." The cook pointed at the logbook.

"Then I'll go tomorrow evening. So you have time to list the things." She said while scrubbing the pan in the sink.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

2d@y

I knew you existed.
I just didn't know you would appear in my life.