Chapter 71

I climb down from the car, rushing into the cafe's changing room and slip on the white button-up shirt, fastening my tag and dashing out to my station.

Meeting up with Sean and Izzy, the second barista, we exchange pleasantries after setting up the bar for the day. It is past 8 am with no little to no people in the cafe so I decide to call Ava.

"Hello? Who is this? Is this The Nova Green?" she giggles.

"No, this is Nova Park, you punk. Where are you headed?" I ask as the sound of car horns echoes in the background.

"Grocery shopping. Free time I guess?"

"Yes. Actually, I think this may be my dream job. I get to learn the art of coffee, serve them and even get tips. I think I'll end the job search here." I joke as I fiddle with the hem of my shirt.

Her hearty laughter booms through the phone as I mimic her.