"One more Italian Cofresi pastry with an espresso." From behind the counter, Adam requested.
He handed him a plate of Cofresi Pastry and said, "Here it is, do you require anything else?"
Lucifer exhaled deeply, relieved that he had baked 700 pastries today. He was exhausted. He was becoming more exhausted as a result of working double shifts. When the manager said it was time to call it a day, he waited another half hour.
He returned with his backpack and skateboard, saying his goodbyes to everyone.
He considered taking the bus today as he stood on the side of the road, but shook his head and returned home on his skateboard. He arrived after a twenty-minute journey.
He threw his shoes out the door as he opened it, and they both flew in opposite directions. He then dragged his tired body over to a nearby sofa. He lay motionless and without opening his eyes, like a corpse. He'd had enough of his bones. He was having trouble even taking a breath. His hands are scarred with burns and are very old. However, he was too lazy to look for and apply the anti-burn cream.
He has worked for 16 hours straight since he began working double shifts at the cafe. Baking cakes, pastries, brownies, muffins, pizza, and other baked goods. He took them out without his gloves on a number of occasions. As a result, there were burns. But, come to think of it, the cafe was always packed. The manager was a nice man, but when it came to work, he was very strict.
They called it a "chef's special menu" for all the things he baked because his cakes were the most in-demand, so he had to work more than others. His salary, however, was not particularly attractive, which is why he required additional work. But he was already working 16 hours a day and managing his online course the rest of the time. Taking care of his meals and sleeping at home. God only knows when he slept all night long until late. At the thought, he smiled.
It was the end of the month, and he needed to pay bills, including electricity, gas, water, and maintenance, as well as his sister's fees, which were due soon. As a result, he had to pay her dorm fees and reload her canteen card. Damn, and he wasn't even close to being debt-free.
He had made the best decision by enrolling her in the best school, but he was now struggling to keep it up. Is it a good idea for him to drop his online course?
At the very least, it would save money.
He didn't bother to open his eyes when he heard the front door open. Except for his nosy neighbor and best friend, Kevin, who had a spare key, no one else would care to enter. After all, there wasn't anything worth stealing in this nearly empty house.
Yes, it's completely empty. He was only fifteen when his parents died, and his sister was only eight. They received a lump sum from the insurance at first, but it quickly depleted as it was used to cover their daily expenses and, most importantly, their education.
In the end, rather than attending a university, he chose to save money by enrolling in an online course. His sister, Sofi, on the other hand, was fortunate enough to be accepted into one of the best high schools in the country, where she also had the opportunity to attend Oxford. There was no other option but to release her. It was difficult to find opportunities like that.
He was startled out of his stupor when he heard his friend yell. You know, if it gets cold, it won't taste as good. Now get off your stupid arse and eat it. "
His next-door neighbor had brought him a plate of instant noodles because he knew he wouldn't eat if no one fed him. "I've made you some noodles; eat them and then go to sleep."
You don't have to tell me; all you have to do is cook noodles. He said something while yawning and opening his eyes.
"Yes, I am not a chef in the same way that you are. But at the very least, I will prepare meals for you. How long has it been since you made something for me? Huh? " He responded with a retort.
Sofi was at home last weekend. I baked pizza and brownies for both of you, and I recall you taking a large quantity for your girlfriend. " With a smirk, he replied.
It's been a week, and I'm sure you're not going to cook this week because Sofi isn't coming. Right? " He inquired, despite the fact that he was well aware of the answer.
When his sister was at home, his friend only cooked. Otherwise, he would go hungry and sleep instead of cooking. He wasn't exactly a slacker. After his job, he barely had time to study and sleep. As a result, he tried to assist him as much as he could.
Don't worry, I'll prepare more food for her when she arrives next week. Then you could bring your girlfriend with you, right? Her name is Mary, right? I'll make her favorite brownies once more. " He finally sat down and removed the plate from the table.
Oh, don't even think about it. I'm done with her. My new girlfriend's name is Vivian. And she prefers doughnuts, so an eclair might be a good choice. " He said this while thinking, shrugging his shoulders first and then scratching his chin.
Lucifer gave his friend a raised brow. It'd be his 24th or 25th girlfriend at this point. That's exactly what these ladies see in him. "What happened this time?" he asked, shaking his head.
Vivian was simply talking to me while touching me, but Mary became enraged and caused a scene. I told her that if she didn't keep quiet, I'd dump her. She gave me a wide-eyed look before walking away. " He continued to speak in a casual manner, taking a bite from his own plate.
And then there's Vivian. Where did she put her hand on you? " He inquired, amused, as he sipped his coke, "touching isn't a big deal to break up." Is it common for girlfriends to be so possessive these days?
"Oh, she was putting her lips on my lips."
"Oh, she was kissing my lips with her own." He responded by taking another bite of his food. which immediately overwhelms Lucifer, fortunately, the sip was already down his throat. Otherwise, he'd have to clean the carpet as well. "What made you do that?" Lucifer inquired, his eyes widening. "You betrayed her." "I didn't," Chris corrected. "We were in public, to be sure, but we didn't even go to that stage." "Oh my goodness, Chris. Put up your hands. "But why did you kiss her?" He inquired, intrigued. "Well, she asked me for a quick way to burn some fat off her face because her face isn't chiseled enough. So I made a joke about kissing burning calories and fat on the cheeks. It was just a joke, okay?" Chris said this while scratching the back of his head and awkwardly looking around. "Then?" Lucifer inquired, taking another bite of his leftover noodles. Man, it tastes bland, but his interesting story adds spice to it. "Then she smirked
"Okay, I've saved the money separately, so don't be concerned. Okay?" While getting dressed, he reassured her. "Come soon, we'll go shopping, and I'll prepare a large feast for you." "Everything you make is good, brother," he says, "but I don't need anything, so we don't need to go shopping." She said this while smiling. "It's all right, it's all right. Now that I'm late, Sofi, I'll talk to you later, okay?" Finally, he said as he shut the door. "All right, brother, take care." She replied with a smile and hung up the phone. On his skateboard, he is moving at full speed. It was only five minutes past his duty time when he arrived at the cafe. The manager gave him a sidelong glance but said nothing. When he walked in, he noticed a girl sitting in the corner, staring out like a lost child. Her face was expressionless, but it was obvious that she was in pain. She seemed to have lost touch with the rest of the world. He was staring at the girl. Sh
"Um, that..." He scratched the back of his neck. "Actually, I wanted a boy to be my roommate," he admitted, awkwardly smiling. But the girl just blinked and blinked before asking, "boy?" in a very blank voice. Then she lowered her gaze to him. His entire body came to a halt just below his waist. His face flushed and he coughed to get her attention, but she was still staring at him. "So, I can't give you the room," he said again to refocus her attention on his face. He'd never seen such an openly gay girl staring at a man. "Why?" She asked again, her gaze returning to his. "Because I only have one room and I wanted to share it." He began to emphasise that there was only one room and that he would require a boy to share it. "So?" She asked, her face expressionless. There are no emotions, nothing. Her voice, while pleasant, sounded too mechanical. "Huh?" Was it because he didn't explain well, or because she was stupid? "As a resul
"There?" she inquired, pointing to the cafe. "That's right there." He directed his finger to the seat where she was sitting on the money. "Oh, you're talking about that liquid and solid piece of something." She inquired, pointing to the counters where a variety of cakes and other dishes were displayed. "Liquid and solid, eh? That liquid and solid, yes," 'Anything you say now, I simply didn't have the strength to explain to you right now.' He closed his eyes and took another deep breath. Man, I'm hungry and tired right now. "I gave it to them." She said this while showing him a silver coin. She held a black box containing numerous gold and silver pieces. They appear to have been extracted from the earth. It also had a lot of gems. Wait a minute, this mysterious black box! When he returned to the garden bench, he realised what he had thought was correct. She now had the box from there in her hands. The question was, however, how? The park was a
He approached her and touched her on the shoulder. "Hey, have you been sitting there while I was gone?" She blinked as she looked up, then at his hand on her shoulders. He felt embarrassed and quickly withdrew his hand. She blinked once more and returned her gaze to his. "Did you sit here for the entire seven hours?" Lucifer inquired once more, unable to satisfy his curiosity. This time, she looked him in the eyes, blinked, and nodded. "Why?" He couldn't help but wonder. How can someone sit in the same spot for seven hours? Without even a single inch of movement! When she said, she tilted her head and blinked, then returned her look to his, and he took a step back to create some distance. "Didn't you say something?" "Are you normally this obedient, girl?" He inquired, laughing. Even when he was only two years old, he wasn't this obedient. Neither was his sister, who was normally one of the most diligent students in the school.
"Thank God, we were able to secure the seats. I couldn't take it any longer ".. He remarked this after settling into his seat and stifling a yawn. "Do you want to eat?"Hearing his speech, she tried to return her attention to him, but it was impossible because she was preoccupied by the large moving red box with plush seats. And everything was moving at a breakneck pace, like if she were sprinting.She sat quietly, touching and glancing at everything. She pressed against and pinched her seats. It was softer than the bench she had been sleeping on.When she didn't respond, he pushed his eyes open and was astonished to see how interested she was in the bus. It's almost as though it's magical.He was fascinated by the way she moved her head from side to side, as if she would miss an important detail if she didn't look carefully.He coughed to get her attention, but she continued to gaze around and touch the seats, poles, and windows. When she took her
Many females were present as a result of their Christmas shopping. As a result, they immediately took the girl's side. She was under the impression that she was being bullied. However, the girl blinked and responded. "He stated that he was hungry."Everyone was taken aback by her response. Only this! He stated he was hungry, and she acted as if he was going to kill her. What on earth did she think he was! Is he a vampire? The ladies are staring at Lucifer, who has only raised his chin and folded his hands."So, why are you afraid?" The lady who threatened to contact the cops was suspicious."I don't want to give him my blood," she said honestly, still protecting her neck. They were stunned once more and glanced at each other alternately. The two of them: the boy and the girl."Did he tell you that when he's hungry, he drinks blood?" Another man inquired, believing the youngster had pulled a trick.But the female glanced at him and blinked, making h
"When did you start taking my statements seriously? Why don't you take a seat, Miss?" He said this while pointing to the unoccupied sofa, then sat next to Lucifer and placed a burger on each dish. He took his plate after passing one to Bella and one to Lucifer. "Can you tell me your name?" She looked at him and blinked, then at the plate, then back at him. He was worried with her unsettling glare and asked Lucifer a question, but the latter only shook his head. "It's fine if you don't want to give your name." But the girl only stared and blinked before responding, "Bella, Isabella." "Oh, what a lovely name." He smiled and then noticed she was just staring at the burger and then at them, "if you don't like burger there is cake also," he said clearly pointing to the table. Lucifer, who was on his second burger, paused and glanced at them. He sighed and explained, "Consume it. As if you ate pancakes in the café. That kind of liquid and solid. As