Day 2

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I looked at my watch, "No, no, no! Im running late for work!" I whispered. 

I came to a halt, wait its daylight savings so I'm early I thought to myself. I looked at the place left to me, it was the coffee shop I went to yesterday. I walked inside and saw the guy from yesterday siting alone. I got my latte and sat in front of him. 

"It's so hard to bike in the snow," I said. 

"Why are you sitting with me?" he asked. 

"Do you want me to leave?" I asked. 

He hesitated, "No I guess, but why bike when you're rich enough to afford a car?"

"It's relaxing and a good method of transportation," I said. 

"I see," he said. 

"I'm Amanda, and you?" I asked.

"Alexander but you can call me Alex," he said. 

"So, what do you work as?" I asked. 

"Waiter," he said, "I work at my parents restaurant."

"Why did you get so mad at me yesterday?" I asked. 

"All the rich people that come to the restaurant always make snarky comments about me despite not knowing a thing about me," he said. 

"I understand, I used to be a waitress too," I said. 

"You?  A waitress?" he said. 

"I loved interacting with people at the restaurant I worked at," I said. 

he smiled, "I love interacting with people too."

"Yeah, everyone has a story to be told, y'know?" I said. 

"Yeah," he said, "I guess so." 



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