lucia knew that there was only so much ‘oh babes, come and do me my drink,’ and things like that maybe it was her fault for spending her day in the cafe she worked. fingers lacing through her hair. she THOUGHT it would be a better place to do some studying instead of her parents annoying her every two minutes. trying to get her HIGH SCHOOL DIPLOMA was a lot more stressful than she thought it would be. lucia could see a shadow..if it’s a REGULAR she would somewhat have to snap at them about her not doing them a drink, but..she SOMEWHAT knew she would cave. she could never be angry or rude to anyone. a flaw that she very muched loved but hated in situations like this.”if you want me to make you a drink, dillian’s in the back. won’t be a minute.”she spoke, not looking up from the pieces of paper covering the coffee table.
















