'' We are here, where our choices are our existence ''
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It's been two weeks since when I started working as a bartender for Samael. These days were extremely calm.
From the beginning, Samael ordered everyone not to impose on me as if this would ever happen and then handed me over to the head bartender who trained me and taught me what I needed to do the job well.
At first, I enjoyed the job and I enjoyed the opportunity of seeing Samael every evening, because I may not want all this partnership, but I can always enjoy looking at the sexy wolf. After all, I have my eyes for something, and like every human being, I like to enjoy the beauty.
But what surprised me was that he didn't force himself imposed on me, barely greeted me, but was always around. At least for the first week... Then he disappeared, I couldn't see him anywhere or feel the smell of his presence. It was very strange, at first I thought it was temporary, but it lasted a whole week.
I didn't understand this, at first, he tells me that I'm his partner and he wants me close, a then he ignores me and finally disappears. That is so idiotic!
I shook my head, full of not understanding of it all, and then I sighed deeply.
I chased away the thoughts that were churning in my head for a moment and looked at my watch, it was five o'clock in the afternoon.
Night work, although it has its advantages, also has the disadvantage that it ends late, or rather early in the morning. And then after finishing your shift you sleep all day without having time for anything else.
My lips twisted slightly in distaste and I slowly got out of bed. When I lay down sleep, I didn't even have the strength to take off my clothes, so I slept in an oversized black blouse with long sleeves and a stretched, loose neckline, and black torn pants. And in just such an outfit, I headed towards the kitchen deciding that no use taking it off now.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I turned on the kettle with water to make coffee. I don't even want to know how terrible my face must look right now with sleep-smudged makeup. The very thought of seeing her made me sick.
Uhhh... I shuddered involuntarily.
I have too many thoughts in my head since the morning, especially that I'm still before my first coffee. It is not nice.
Hearing the characteristic sound of the water in the kettle boiling, I took one of my favorite mugs out of the cupboard. This one was in the shape of an owl with convex eyes. I loved that mug, it always made my stone heart feel a little soft.
Today I decided to make myself a stronger coffee, so instead of usually two teaspoons of instant coffee, I give three, plus sugar and milk as standard. And my personal little paradise began to exist for real.
Really why can't I marry a coffee? Our relationship has been going on for a good few years now, and it's still just as wonderful and passionate, and sometimes even more so. This is true love! We should definitely get married. We would be the most compatible couple in the world.
I nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with my own thoughts, and then took my first sip of the drink of the Gods.
I didn't want to go out on the balcony today, so I sat at the kitchen table and lit a cigarette.
Slowly smoking a cigarette, in small sips I sipped my coffee, and at the time my unwanted thoughts again returned.
For the hell, I couldn't understand Samael's behavior and it pissing me off, plus additionally, this job was already boring me and I was getting fed up with it. After all, I was a free spirit and it was hard for me to repeat one unchanging behavior pattern every day, it was against my nature.
Today I was also supposed to show up at the job, but since Samael doesn't pay attention to me, he shouldn't even be interested in the fact that I quitting my job, thanks to which I will avoid unnecessary questions on his part. Therefore, it is the perfect time to quit your job. Well, as you can see, his strange behavior has some advantages.
In these two weeks, I made some extra money and even got quite tips, so I'll be fine financially for a while and then I'll see what's next. Maybe I'll find some other job for a while, or maybe I'll sell it all and go somewhere. Maybe even to another country, I've always wanted to see other countries and get to know them. See with my own eyes how much they differ from each other.
Having smoked a cigarette, I extinguished its remnants in the ashtray and, grabbing in my hand a mug of coffee, went to the bedroom to get the phone.
I need to call my supervisor and inform him of my decision.
When I already was to call, I froze. Maybe instead of calling it, I go there and tell him personally about my decision? For a while, I considered all the for and against, until finally, I made my decision.
I'll call. I don't want to go there or get ready to go out, especially that if I had to do it, I'd have to look at my face in the mirror, which I didn't want to do yet. Eh, there is nothing like being touchy about your own appearance...
I called and my supervisor answered after a while.
- Hello Gabriel, is something happen?
His gentle voice boomed over the telephone. I hope he will not do some problems for me in connection with my decision.
- Nothing specific, I just wanted to inform you that I quitting this job.
I shuddered in shock when I heard my own voice. Because I didn't speak much at work, this my throat was tight and my voice had a slight rough note as if I for the all past week time drinking alcohol.
There was silence on the phone.
- May I know why you made such a decision and is it possible for you still to rethink it?
- ... No. You don't need to know that and I won't change my decision. It was nice, but bye.
I hung up without waiting for his answer and then threw the phone on the bed.
I ran my hand through my hair and then took my laptop. It's time to watch some movie, upon reflection, I found that I wanted to watch something non-stressful that would help me forget about the real world for a moment.
Before the screening, I went to the kitchen to get a beer from the refrigerator, or rather three, yes for just in case. Besides, I took a new pack of cigarettes because my current pack was running out, and with this supply I returned to the bedroom, laying everything on the bed together with a laptop and then myself as well settling comfortably on it.
After a moment of reflection, I already knew what I wanted to watch.
It was a movie called 'Hotel Transylvania', the first and the second part.
Maybe it is a film for children, but in the end, everyone is an eternal child inside, and I started to like animated films more and more with age, although I also liked other genres, including horror films.
This is how my whole evening was passed for laughing, smoking, and drinking beer.
I don't remember the last time I laughed like that. For no reason, just like that, without thinking about something. It is a wonderful and refreshing experience.
After I finished watching the movies, I put everything on the floor and went to sleep. I'm exhausted from this job. I'm want to sleep off all the nights I've spent at my job now.
As I almost fell asleep, I heard my phone vibrate but chose to ignore it. As the vibrations repeated over and over again, I threw out the phone off the bed and covered my head with the quilt. And after a while, I slept soundly.
I dreamed of a beautiful world where I was together with coffee and sweets. Jelly beans grew on trees, the grass was fruit candy, and the river was of dark chocolate. Additionally, over there were lollipop flowers and cotton candy clouds that could only be reached by reaching out.
First I was in a meadow, and then I saw a wedding altar. It was me and coffee who was getting married, and our witnesses were three beers that somehow did not fit into this sugar world. Though best of all was the so-called priest. It was a flavored cigarette, judging by the smell it was cherry red.
Coffee and I joined hands and the marriage vow rang out, followed by wonderful words.
- You can kiss the bride.
I was about to do it and then drink her when I suddenly heard a loud thud.
My paradise was starting to crack, I didn't even have time to react when it completely disappeared.