Boudoir Café (A Levi Ackerman Short Story)

Prologue

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Enjoy! This starts off in Narrator's POV!

(Y/n) (L/n) licked her dried lips and swallowed her saliva. She was thristy, so she decided to stop by this small cafe just 5 minutes from her apartment.
The young woman grabbed a small plie of cash, crippled up inside of her wallet and slipped on her winter hat. She nodded to herself as she put on her winter coat aswell. As she stepped outside her door, she felt the cold air that crept up her back, leaving chills on her neck.
As the female was walking, she took mental notes of how the snow outside made her feel as if she was sinking, she knew no matter how many layers of warm clothes she put on her body, (Y/n) would continue to feel like an icecube.
As she entered the small cafe, she kicked her feet onto the outside rug, wiping off the white cold snow from her winter boots. She then opened the door, with a small "ding" from the bell that was ontop of the door. " Welcome to Boudoir Café! Please wait to be assisted." (Y/n) heard a soft female voice say from the desk in front of her. She smiled politely and nodded in the woman's direction.
She tapped her feet patiently until the same woman guided her to a table. (Y/n) looked though the small menu to see what she wanted. She decided to order a small cup of steaming hot black tea. 'That should warm me up!' She thought. When she made her decision, she folded the menu back into place and waited for her waiter or waitress.
(Y/n) waited for what seemed like 10 minutes. She finally heard footsteps, awaking her from her daydream. She looked up at her waiter. It was a short, grumpy looking man. He held up a pen and paper, ready to write down her order. "What do you want?" The man asked (Y/n) with a small frown and attitude. "Hot black tea, please." He gave a silent nod and walked away. She watched him walk away silently.
'That is not the way he should be looking at or talking to a customer!' (Y/n) sighed in realization; she had worked herself up about a man who probably just a had a bad day. 'I always do this.' She thought.
After another 10 minute waiting time she looked to see none other than her waiter coming back with her tea. "Here. Is that all you want?" He asked bluntly. She tried to lighten him up with a smile. "Yes, thank you!" He grunted and walked away. (Y/n) glared at the back of his neck, as he walked. 'Hn, I'll get him to smile.'

NOTE;
I'm back! Let me know if this is good or not! I love hearing feedback from you guys! I know that it's different, the narrator POV and all, but thanks for reading! (The whole short story will not be like this)

Word Count* 520
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