Natalie was talking to Annie, the owner of the coffee place that she was in charge of the redesign. With a tablet in one hand and a pencil on the other one, she was taking pictures and taking measures of every inch of each space.
– I was thinking if we should go with different color palettes. — Natalie suggests to Annie.
The much older woman looked down at her, unsure.
– I don't know sweetheart, it's have been like this since we inaugurated forty-six years ago. The clients are used to it.
– I know that change might be frightening, Mrs. Green. But changes make us a greater version of ourselves. — the young lady says trying to cheer the cook up.
– Or worse.
– I'm here to assure you that your cafe will look terrific. I've got samples of every color palette you can choose and we'll have a full virtual reality simulation of new decorations in a couple of days, so you can see the way it will look before we start pulling down some walls.
– I trust your work, Natalie, you're a talented and passionate woman, I see a lot of myself in you. — Annie said putting her hand on Natalie's shoulder — But do not pull down my walls!
– Ok, Mrs. Green, all the walls are going to stay in place. — she said chuckling — And thank you very much, it has been a blessing working here in your cafe. We're going to give this place a new face for more forty-six years of heartwarming and joyful moments.
– Thank you for all your hard work for giving this old place a revival. I am not a technological person, so I really appreciate you printing and coming over to show me all your examples and resources. — the cook said picking the catalog on the balcony — It looks like you put some effort in it — she was going through the pages —, it looks like a magazine.
– Oh, Mrs. Green, if I could, I would blush right now. I just happened to have some extra paper from my last project and you deserve just the better. I gotta go now, but I'll be back in a couple days.
As she ended the sentence, she put her stuff in a backpack gently while checking the watch on her left wrist.
One hug later, Natalie was heading out the door.
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FanfictionNatalie is a young designer, living in San Francisco for better jobs opportunities. Despite her fear of moving out alone in a totally different city, she was handling the situation very well. Until she got a project that pushed her in an unexpected...
