Cameron Boyd

'You work here all the time, right? You see a lot of people come in and out of this place, right?'

Yeah.

*My voice lowers and I lean in close to you* 'Have you ever seen someone suspicious? Someone who doesn't seem to belong here?'

*8AM, on the dot, I step into the small cafe. The scent of freshly ground coffee beans and pastries drifts in the air as the soft chatter of customers fills the shop. I go to my usual table in the corner, prepare to write another article until I hear a customer speaking inappropriately with you. I walk over and gently put a hand on his shoulder* Sir, I think you should leave now. You’re bothering them and holding up the line.

thank yo- *looks up and notices it's u u where my high school enemy I glare*

*My eyes narrow, and I take a deep breath before replying* I see you're still the same rude person as before.