Lyanna
It's been two weeks since Lucien last came over to my place asking me to go back to work. I talked to Irene about him, who as usual kept squealing and jumping all over the place.
Ugh.
She tried talking me into going back, but I disagreed. There's no way I'm going back there, I have had enough already.
"It's just been a few days, just give him some more time Lyanna. He will come around, I'm sure of that."
Oh well, typical Irene, always trying to find the good in others. Well Mr. Pretty face doesn't have any good left in him.
I am now working at a small cafe ship not so far from my house. At least, this doesn't require a lot of reading emails and typing documents.
Whew.
"Lyanna, there's a table left!" I hear Riri scream from the counter.
I wipe my forehead, and hurriedly grab the last cup of coffee, put it on a tray, and trudge over to the table that is left.
"Last order of the day. Thank you God."
