Just like what Red said, as soon as the bakery cafe closed, Clix sat on the counter with his laptop on. He sat there with his glasses, frowning and smiling. He leaned his elbow and cupped his own cheeks.
"Aiden…" he called out.
The male, who was busy wiping the tables and sweeping the floor, looked at him. "Yes? Do you need something?" he asked.
Calix smiled. "I want a coffee. Can you make me a latte?" he asked, pouting his lips like a child.
Gray immediately left his cleaning materials and dashed to the side of the counter. "Of course," As he passed behind Calix, he secretly took a glance at the man's screen.
There was nothing to see. Calix only has one tab opened. It contained the sales of the bakery for the day. He's not moving anything too.
