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(HELP HER WITH HER HAIR, SEB.)
(HELP HER WITH HER HAIR, SEB.)
“I’m good now that I’m with you,” he responded happily, hoping she didn’t notice the new bruise marring his cheek. “You must be tired, though, when do you get off?” Noticing that she seemed to be having trouble with her hair, he reached across the counter to brush some of it behind her ear, suddenly pulling away when he realized what he’d done. “Was that- was that okay? Sorry— I wasn’t thinking.”
(HELP HER WITH HER HAIR, SEB.)
Autumn is this okay? Lol
(HELP HER WITH HER HAIR, SEB.)
Autumn is this okay? Lol
(Lol. Yeah, it's fine. Do you want me to post or so you want to do that first?)
I’ll edit my post, one sec
Fixed!
(YAY)
(Aw, Sebs… So considerate.)
Devon blushed heavily at the gesture. She couldn't even form words for a moment as she gaped at him.
"No. No, it was fine… Um… Yeah, so, I get off at about three," she stuttered, turning to put the dish and rag away.
(G’morning!)
Sebastian flushed pink at her response, heart stumbling over several beats. “Alright. Anything I can help with before then? If you want, I could, uh, pick up Layla from the day care and bring her here?”
(Morning! Feeling any better?)
Devon blinked and finished up with the dish before turning around. “Would you? That would be awesome. Thanks,” she said softly, smiling at him.
(A bit, yeah
How’re you?)
“No problem,” he returned with a shy smile. “What time should I be there?”
(Well, that’s good.
I’m good! Just found out that my new coworker likes a lot of the same things as me. Including role playing!)
“Well… I’m usually there at about 3:15, but if you want to be here by three, then maybe 2:45?” Devon suggested.
(Woah, that’s great!)
“Great, you can count on me.” He reached into his back pocket. “And while I’m here, is there anything you’d do like me to order for you?”
(Oh my gosh, it was so busy… I have a headache from it.)
Devon’s heart melted at the offer. First, he asked if he could pick Layla up for her, and now he wanted to buy her something? Gosh, could he be any sweeter?
“You don’t have to do that,” she assured him softly.
(You should rest!)
(I am. :)
(Good!)
(Oh no, feel better!)
“No, but I want to.” He placed his wallet on the countertop. “What’ll it be?”
(Headache is gone and replaced with an strong desire to nap… but I have to start school in five-ish minutes…)
Devon’s smile grew as she looked at him. He was totally sweet. No wonder she’d gotten to like him so easily.
“Okay, so I invented a drink that I like to call the Summer Day. It’s basically a mocha with a half shot of strawberry, raspberry, and blueberry syrups,” she told him. “It’s about the same price as any of our flavored mochas, but with a bit of an extra charge for the extra syrups.”
)): rest up tonight)
“Alright, Summer Day it is,” Sebastian grinned, removing a slightly crumpled bill from his wallet and handing it over to her. He’d never been this… free, with his use of money, but Devon brought that out in him now.
“What about you? Do you want anything?” Devon asked, still smiling widely, as she rang up the order.
“Nah, I’ll be fine. Thanks though,” Sebastian answered, busying himself with staring at that gorgeous smile.
“If you’re sure,” Devon hummed as she handed him his change and went back to make the drink.
He hummed as he waited, eyes trailing after her. I must be the luckiest man alive….
(Aw, Sebs…. :)
Devon finished and walked back over to him with the drink in her hand. She smiled and set it on the counter between them.
“So… Did you want to try it? I can grab a straw so you can have a sip if you want,” she offered softly.
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