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'* Chapter 2: A Guest at Chilla's Cafe *'

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<---(Pico's PoV)--->

I didn't know a girl worked here. But I do only come here early morning, I also would've known a gal this cute worked here.

"How can I help you?" The girl seemed awfully happy, and blushing a bit. Didn't she know what danger crawls in THESE streets?

Pico ignored his concern for now, and got his usual. "A Caramel Chilla Coffee." He looked around the empty cafe. "You here alone?"

"Yeah...?" She seemed skeptical of him. "Your order will be up shortly!" The girl ran to the kitchen.

"Thanks," Pico crouched down to look at the pastries. God, I bet John and Sabrina would love these.

"Here you go... er..." The girl leaned away from the counter to see Pico drooling at some snacks. "Your drink sir?"

"... Sorry, name's Pico." He looked away from her when standing back up. "You free soon?"

"That'll be $5. 45." Putting the drink down, she grabbed Pico's money. "Also, yes. Why?"

"I was just wonderin if you were gonna go out there all by yourself." He grabbed the drink, and sat on the nearest chair.

"Thanks, but I'll have a friend to come get me." She sighed, and leaned on the counter again.

"Say, what's your name?" Pico pointed at her.

"Y/N..."

"How about we do this, Y/N..." He sat up, and walked towards the kitchen. "You teach me how to make this"- pointed at his Caramel Chilla Coffee- "... and in return, a nice outing."

She looked at him with her deep (e/c) eyes. "Ok, I guess my boss did want more employees."

"Great! Now, what do I do?"

Can't believe she would wanna hangout with me. Huh, am I THAT charming?

----(time skip)----

#^(Y/N's PoV)^#

"There you go a Caramel Chilla Coffee." Pico worked on this one drink... for 2 hours now...

"Huh, took you long enough." You laughed at him, and tried his drink. "Yup! Pretty good."

"Now what about that outing I promised you?" The ginger did a lil smirk.

"Yeah, yeah, keep it in your boxers." You joked, waving you hand at him.

"I will, don't worry." Pico grabbed your hand, and walked out of the kitchen. He let you close shop, and enter his car. "Sorry if it smells like cigarettes in here." You told him that it's fine, and that you were used to it. The smell of Garcello's jacket never goes away, no matter how much you wash it.

You guys made small talk for a while, and you were starting to grow on Pico a bit. It was only silent for a few minutes when you saw a lookout point. "We're here," He got out of the car, and grabbed two beers, and some water from his trunk.

"Your really gonna drink 2 beers?" You asked nervously. You sat far from the edge of the cliff, and on some flat concrete. The top of the lookout wasn't all bad, the brightness of the moon made everything worth while.

Pico sat down next to you, and handed you some water. "Yup, haven't had one all day." He cracked the beer open, and chugged it in, like 5 seconds.

A drinker, hm...

You opened your water bottle, and some. It wasn't cold, but it tastes good...? "Hey, why are we here?" Your eyes met with his, and he looked at the sky.

"I don't know, I just thought it would be nice... cutie." Pico saw your reaction, and quickly stuttered on his words. "S-sorry, Y/N."

"N-no! It's ok," You two were silent again, but this time out of embarrassment. You wondered what as going on inside his head, still looking up at the countless stars. You felt tired and sleepy, and leaned on Pico's shoulder.

"Hey, you ok?" He still had one unopened beer left, guess he didn't want it anymore.

"Yeah, just tired..." You started to fade quickly as Pico carried you towards his car. He placed you in the back seat, and laid you down softly. Entering his car, he asked were you where staying. You told him the address to your apartment, and slowly drifted to sleep.

----(time skip)----

You woke up still the back, and Pico was waking you up. "Yeah...?" You managed to mumble out.

"What's your apartment number?" He lifted you up bridal style, and walked you inside.

"Number 3, and thanks for doing this." You stretched, and ended with a small yawn.

"Anytime, cu- I mean, Y/N." Pico knocked on Apartment 3, and the door opened up. You closed your eyes again when you felt Garcello's touch. "She's just tired, that's all."

"Thanks again, Pico." You heared him walk away, and the door closing, and locked.

What a nice ginger he is.

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