I woke up the next day with my phone on my face. I spent the whole night making research on where Shawn might be working, he also studied finance management.. at least when he was in our college... Who knew if he also decided to study something else when he left...
I removed the phone from my face and went to take a shower, sis was in boarding school so I was a little relieved when I was at home.
Brushed, had a bath, wore clothes and got out.
Literally my daily morning routine. So simple and basic.. too basic.
I got to the coffee shop early since I wasn't really a busy person at home unlike my fellow barista, Trisha who claims she's a mother of two sometimes to get out of work or as an excuse for coming late. It might be a lie but meh, who cares.
I picked up a magazine and started reading, a part of me doing it because I actually enjoyed the magazine but another part, the delusional one, doing it because I thought if I replayed yesterday's actions, the universe will play along and do her thing... And then I can say-- "What a coincidence! I was also reading this same magazine when you came in yesterday! Wow ... Wait, are you Shawn? I didn't recognize you yesterday but when you left, my brain clicked..." and also act surprised with a wide cheeky smile.
I giggled, completely surrendering to my own delusion, letting it give me a little hope even though deep down, I knew it was probably hopeless.
A few more hours into the morning, we've served several customers but not them.
I sunk in my chair.
Stupid me, why did I give myself so much hope, now I'm disappointed. What was I even thinking? Lol. Shawn has a better life without me. And he probably hates me so...
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"Two double espressos ready " I announced and dinged the bell for the servers to come get them, I was back to my nonchalant self, I tried to rid the thoughts of Shawn and whatever that might link those thoughts. I focused on my magazine with a straight face, only raising my head when there was an order.
One Caffe machiatto
I read the order
Why does it sound vaguely unique for some reason... I don't remember making these.
It's not like I've never made a Caffe machiatto before.. what's wrong with me.
Tch.
Wait!
I looked up "Shawn?" I subconsciously whispered... But to my disappointment, it wasn't them. I gritted my teeth and gave myself a head smack.
Bitch, what is wrong with you!
I quickly made the coffee and dinged the bell, alerting the server.
And throughout that day, I didn't sight any Shawn, not even a lookalike or a namesake.
TCH!
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Two men walked into a coffee shop, one taller and exuding more confidence than the other, while the other has a tiny hint of anxiety in his eyes and tensed shoulders as he walked past the cafe doors.
A wave of relief washed through him when he didn't meet a certain someone on seat. The other person noticed this and decided to sidesweep it for now.
"How much did you say we earned from the project?" the boss looking man said, "twenty billion, which is a huge profit, considering we only invested six billion in the building phase" Shawn replied, his eyes going through the menu.
He couldn't help taking another glance at the baristas' counter and that also didn't go unnoticed by Quinn, the boss looking guy.
"Are you looking for someone?" Mr Quinn asked, his eyes, skimming the menu as though he already knows what he wants but still decides to go through the menu.
"No, I'm just checking out the interior decor" Shawn brushed it off and picked up the menu.
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Oh shit, I forgot my jacket in the waiting room
That jacket is pretty expensive, I had to go back.
I pushed open the cafe doors and went into the waiting room, I grabbed my jacket and headed out.
I paused, on my way out of the restaurant,
Shawn and the boss looking dude!?
We made eye contact, again.
I decided to walk up to him and introduce myself.
"Good evening, uhm.. so you might not remember me but.." "oh, good you're here, can I get a refill?" Shawn said, looking at me blankly while holding his cup out to me. I paused, searching his eyes but I didn't find any clue of sorts... He doesn't remember me...
This is so embarrassing.
"My shift is actually over, get it yourself or call the other barista" I flashed a fake smile and walked out, I was angry. Maybe because of the fact that someone I used to be bestfriends with doesn't even remember me, or the fact that he looks like hes doing so well while I work a 9-5.
Tch!!!
"She's the one from yesterday? " Quinn asked while Shawn only nodded. "Okay".
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I pulled out my drawer, brought out my files and angrily put together my CV and certificates. That's it! I'm gonna take a bold step. Tomorrow, I'm going to COSMOS ARCHITECTURE. The biggest company in America! I am going to apply for a job!
I'm such a clown, but I'll do it anyways. I know I won't get the job but I'll do it anyways. In this life, You Only Live Once. So take risks and do stupid things.