CHAPTER 6: Coffee

Nala's Point of View

I closed my eyes tightly after inhaling the cigarette that was wedged between my fingers, then I exhaled the thick smoke from my mouth.

I am currently outside my house to smoke. I don't want to smell like cigarettes inside my house, so I am here outside, as I usually do.

I just arrived home from work because I finished all the tasks I needed to do before leaving the office.

“Oh? It seems like you're really exhausted.” I opened my eyes when I heard Lawrence's voice. He was standing in front of me with both hands inside the pockets of his cargo shorts.

“What's up? Have you found a job yet?” I asked and took another puff of my cigarette.

"What do you think?” I rolled my eyes and tossed the cigarette onto the pavement, crushing it under my foot.

“Whatever,” I said.

“Tsk. I am just kidding. Yes, I have finally found a job, madame.”

“Really? What kind of job?”

His eyebrows raised, and he flashed a smile.

“I got hired as an employee in an upscale restaurant. It's so fanc