It's been a long time since being in the limelight. Flashing lights, the crowds' scream, and the ecstasy of performing, the heaven of fame. Despite living in a heaven-like world, there is always hell beneath it, the hell of criticism. Hunting for scandals, the judgment of perfection, and the worst thing of all, being the center of that hate. Well, I wouldn't say that I'm that kind of an idol but the mass known me as the `Mysterious Eira."
"Yawn... what time it is?"
'11 missed calls, 20 messages?'
"Ignore!"
"Shoot! I'm late... wait, I forgot we're on a hiatus."
I am Eira, an idol for JAEC, 27 years old. It's been over a month since our hiatus started and I feel so empty doing nothing.
Instead of having breakfast, I quickly opened Pictagram and do the morning scrolls.
'Hmm, how are the others are doing?'
"WAH!"
'Did she really jump on that high place?'
"Ahaha, she really likes doing that!"
"Uwah, what a comfy vibe."
And there's me just a group pic with the group in our official account.
After a few minutes in my morning scrolls, time for morning strolls.
"Coat, check. Bag, check. Where is it? Oh, there it is my best friend, mask. Come here."
Is it just me or am I weird because I usually do all these things before I take breakfast?
Hmm, autumn you're giving me some vibes for some coffee.
'Huh? A long line this early in the morning?'
My curiosity leads me to an interesting sight.
"Oh, young boy your cheeks are red?
Good thing I can slightly read the movement of that granny's lips, another good thing is I have this mask, or else I would look like a weirdo.
"It's ok, I just slapped myself."
'Lol, He clearly likes her.'
Well, they look like kinda a couple. Oooh that white hair though, clean. 10 out of 10.
Before I could continue to satisfy my curiosity a man tapped me at the back.
"Excuse me miss, are you here for some coffee? There's a line, so I would highly appreciate it if you go to the back."
"Oh right, sorry."
'That man is kinda nice.'
Growl... Right! Breakfast, I guess I'll just eat at home, the line is too long for my hunger to wait.
Thanks for protecting me, mask, you work well.
Time to open my magical chest, the fridge.
'What?!'
There's nothing left in the fridge. I guess I need to call mom again. Now, it's time for me to cook.
Apron, on and chef hat, on.
What should I cook? Hmm...
'It's ok, I just slapped myself.'
I know! Scramble egg with tomatoes for that fluffy guy that works at that cafe.
'He was so red, lol.'
As for drinks? Hmm...
'Autumn.'
Orange juice the same color as autumn.
Alright time to cook!
Whisk, whisk, salt, pan on, pan off, whisk, pan on, whisk, pan off. Perfect. Thanks Dorgon Ramtell.
Now for the orange juice, a little sip, gulp... sweet!
Before I gobble all of this up, I need to take a pic of this. Proudly made by me.
"Burp! Excuse me, hehe."
What a nice breakfast!
I feel sleepy, huh. I got nothing left to do. I feel so weird doing nothing. I guess I should just practice improving my skills after I take a good after-lunch sleep.
Meanwhile at the cafe...
"Hey son, do you have a fever?
"No!"
"Ok, you don't have to shout in front of me!"
"There they go again, hahaha."
That was a nice sleep. Yawn... should I practice? Lemme just scroll a bit.
"Nothing interesting
Nothing interesting
Oh, heart
Interesting."
'Come to this cafe, it has a nice design and the coffee are great. The people working here are also good to their customers and good looking too. #JAC'
"He really looks like a tomato, HAHAHA."
Oh, it's afternoon now? Well, I guess there are fewer people at the cafe?
It's kinda windy outside and the sun is bright too. I guess I'll wear this and this too.
'Wow, no people at all. Well, there is one sleeping there? No, two sleeping at the cashier? Are they related or something?'
I don't want to wake those two up. Let's see here... a bell? Alright, gentle, gentle... phew.
Now, what should I do? No customers are coming and this is kinda weird, right?
'Hmm? He looks kinda cute. Sleeping prince? I think I'll just call you that, instead of Tomato Prince.'
Huh, he's waking up, how long have I been staring at him? 10 or more mins!? What should I do? He lifts his head, he definitely saw me.
"Excuse me, are you a customer?"
What the heck? Why would he ask that? Obviously, I am. Wait, I'm the only customer here and he's the only one working here. Without giving any thoughts about it, I ask...
"Excuse you, do you work here?"
Oh, no. That was too cold and harsh for me to do that.
"Yes, I work here."
Ok, let's just go for this cold act.
"A worker sleeping in its workplace? How did this "cafe" survive with slackers?"
"Can I take your order, Madam?"
He seems pissed but he kept it cool and professional. Interesting... I don't know much about coffee, let's see here. A-americano? Ca-cappuccino? Wow, there's a lot.
"Give me the best."
"Excuse me, best?"
Ok, obviously no one would ask for that.
"Just give me something sweet."
Good work genius! Ordering something sweet in a cafe? Oh, he turned back and went back inside? So there is something sweet.
Bzzz, bzzz... Bzzz, bzzz.
"Hello?"
"Why are you whispering Eira?"
"Uhh... I'm at the library..."
"..."
"Hello? You still there?"
"Yes, I'm still here. Come here at the company, it's urgent."
I'm sorry, Sleeping Prince but I really have to go. I'll leave a note and here's my payment.
Right the guy at the cashier is still sleeping. Gentle, gentle. See you next time I guess.
"Ok, what's this... urgent??"
"Are you angry, Miss Eira? It seems I have disturbed you in the middle of something, Miss Eira"
"Since I'm here, I'm not that angry, Miss Claire."
-End of Chapter-