Red Strings Of Fate

Chapter 3 : The Scarlet String

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It was 11:50, the restaurant where Clovis was working was about to open in ten minutes. The rush would be excruciating especially for their newest recruit, a girl named Florence, today was her first day but she didn’t seem stressed at all. On the contrary, she seemed happy to bake pastry in such a rush it would be for the restaurant she and Clovis worked in, the Passioné. 10 minutes later and the rush hour started and just as Clovis expected him and his team were quickly overwhelmed but look at the corner of his eyes and saw Florence still smiling while making bread and other kind of pastry. He saw how happy she was and inside of him something boiled, a kind of emotion he had felt before, rage. He didn’t know why he was feeling that angry at this new girl, maybe because she was taking her sweet ass time to decorate a dessert that would finish crushed by the jaw of one of their client, maybe because it her happy face that made him remember his last girlfriend, the one that left him when he was proposing because she met her soulmate by pure luck on the street of Paris. Whatever it was, it made Clovis boil over and when they had a short break at 2 p.m because the rush of customers slowed down he went to her station to talk to her. -”Hey new girl! What’s your name?” He asked the girl who’s name he forgot even though she introduced herself to everyone at 9 o’clock sharp. -” Me? My name is Florence and you must be Clovis. The head chef talked to me about you. I hope we can become good coworkers or friends depending on how our relationship evolves.” she answered to her coworker walking away to put some bread and cake into the oven to bake them. Clovis on the other hand was pissed, getting answered like he was nothing, him, the future head chef of the Passioné, by a new girl that just started today. He wasn’t gonna let that happen and as he grabbed her shoulder to stop hyer from getting away a bright red light flashed around Clovis’s and Florence’s pinky finger. A red string then appeared tying itself around each other finger, much to Clovis’s despair and Florence’s joy. Clovis quickly grabbed the two plates she was going to the oven with and grabbed her wrist taking her to the alley behind the restaurant. The head chef who saw what happened couldn’t help but feel sad for his newest employee. After all that happened in his love life, he knew that Clovis wasn’t taking her to the alley to talk about their future. -'' So we’re soulmates…” Florence said as she took a deep breath, clearly excited at the fact that she would get to work with her soulmate everyday from now on. Clovis on the other hand wasn’t happy as he pulled a cigarette out of his back pocket to light one. -” I guess we are.” he said exhaling the smoke -” So what do we do now? I was thought to call my parents and tell them we are soulma-” she was quickly interrupted by Clovis. -” You will do no such thing, you can tell that you had a great first day at work, that people loved whatever you were taking your sweet ass time to bake and that’s it. Sorry to disappoint you but this soulmate thing ain’t worth shit to me and I can’t bother to explain. If you really want to know why, just ask Alain at the end of the day, he’s the head chef, you know how he looks.” Clovis said, a depressed air in his face and voice. Meanwhile, his soulmate had a face of comprehension, though she never lived it she saw it enough on the face of people that asked her out and that she rejected. If he didn’t want a soulmate, then she’d make him change his mind. - "Hey Clovis, can I at least have your number? You know, for work?” The Future turned around to write his number on her hand and went back inside the kitchen. “That's a start at least.” Thought the young woman.