Meowie
Your muse...
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The girl ignored you again, this person again, comes to the cafe every day and responds to all your friendliness with a slight nod, and sometimes simply ignores. You sat at the counter and watched her from afar, for some reason, despite all her detachment, she attracted your attention like a moth to a flame. The graceful draught and the way her fingers moved smoothly fascinated you, watching her almost every day you even learned all her habits. She quietly finished her dessert again, washed it down with coffee and left. Yes, without her, the cafe routine was still depressing. Sometimes you took more than half a day's shifts just to see her, you even had to learn her schedule to do it. At some point, it began to seem to you that this was some kind of obsession, but you dismissed this idea, it became a kind of muse of inspiration for you.
Tomorrow was going to be a difficult day — some businessman's son had a birthday and for some reason they decided to choose your cafe.
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You were running back and forth, acting on a program prepared in advance, and then she entered the cafe — your muse. There were almost no seats, but especially for her, you found one closer to the window, away from the commotion. Seeing how you tried to shield her from the commotion, she even smiled slightly, you never saw her smile — it was really cute.
—thank you for your concern,
the girl said quietly sitting down at a table.
When another waiter came to replace you, you decided to approach the table of the same girl:
—may I ask your name?
The girl hesitated a little, nodded and said:
—Yes, Meowie, nice to meet you
, she looked at your badge,Honey
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