Lucifer Natas. An angel who was cast from heaven into hell because he rebelled against God.
He was the highest angle, the most devilish devil alive.
His piercing ruby eyes that could make any woman weak to the knee,
Silky raven hair that looked like...
"One black coffee and a blueberry muffin, correct?" I pulled the strand of hair behind my ear.
"Yes. How much is it?" The woman in front of me questioned, she had beautiful brunette hair and piercing light emerald eyes.
I typed down her order, "$6.45 dollars, ma'am." I answered, she smiled warmly. She must be in her twenties.
"Oh sweetie, please don't call me that. I sound old." The woman chuckled lightly, her voice like a lullaby. She pulled out $30 bunks.
"Keep the change." My lips parted at how generous she was, not a lot of people in New York was this kind or sweet.
They either were rude or fake. I guess if you just moved to the big apple, you'd feel like a small ant roaming around a new unexplored land.
She didn't look like she was born here, her accent was either Australian or America. "Thank you." I smile warmly at her,
"My name's Erica." She giggled, her last name ringed a bell, but I can't pin point it. She waved at me before waiting patiently inline.
"Babe? Yeah the boys lunch are in the fridge." I smiled at how cheerful she is. She must have an easy life,
I grabbed Erica's order and made her the black coffee. I guided my way over to Erica with her black coffee and muffin.
"I have to go, yes I'll call you later." Erica sighed as she ended the call. "Trouble?" I laughed making her nod, "Yeah. My sons said they were going to pull a prank on my husband,
I can already tell it's not going to be good." She deeply sighed as me and her walked our way over to a small table in the corner of the coffee shop.
Йой! Нажаль, це зображення не відповідає нашим правилам. Щоб продовжити публікацію, будь ласка, видаліть його або завантажте інше.
I asked my boss, Ahriman to give me a break, she kindly said yes, "It's beautiful here." Harley gasped, taking it in. I gotta agree, the room gives it a artsy vibe. Wooden tables and chairs, simple yet cute.
Each table either has a single rose in the middle of the table, or a whole pot of flower.
"Aren't go going to have something?" Erica raised an eyebrow, "Ah, no. I'm not that hungry-" My cheeks turned red from embarrassment as my stomach growled,
She broke out in laughter, "Oh my, you know. If you were hungry you could've said so." She wiped a single teardrop off her eye. Before getting up and walking to the front desk.
"Can I get the special breakfast please?" Erica asked sweetly, the woman behind the front desk nodded. My mouth dropped at how expensive it was.
"$45. 34 dollars, ma'am." The woman hesitantly took the $50 bunks in Erica's hand.
"There, breakfast for you." Erica grinned at my face, "I'll pay you back! I promise." I promised, while she laughed. "Don't worry about it." Erica finished off, sipping the last drop of coffee.
