Harlow turned back to Sterling with a hot cup of coffee, "Voila! One Café con leche, spiced with our amazing vanilla cream and sugar salt." Harlow beamed at her work, she hasn't made anything this delicious looking for a while, everyone always seems to order the same old boring specials. Harlow was glad and happy she could let out some of her creativity.
"It sounds amazing. How much do I owe you, then?" Sterling asked, pulling out his wallet.
"Don't worry about it," Harlow waved a hand at him. "It's on the house, plus it's not like we don't have enough prissy rich kids walking in our doors." Harlow sighed at the sad truth that one day one of those kids might actually buy the place out.
Sterling laughed and shook his head with a grin. "Gosh, I forgot you had so much fire…"
Harlow gave a little laugh before asking, "So, do you have plans now that you're back in town?"
"Oh, not really," Sterling sighed, shrugging a bit. Just getting a job, finishing my degree…" Maybe finding a beautiful girl to date…
Harlow began ringing up another order, this time from a gentleman who seemed to be from a private school considering his clean-cut uniform of maroon and white. "Ah, and hows that coming along, your degree?"
"It's coming along pretty well, actually. Thanks for asking," Sterling said with a smile as he took a sip of his drink. He nodded slowly, taking another. "This is good!"
"I'm glad you like it." Harlow gave a smile before starting up the espresso machine again. "I got to get back to work, but if you want to catch up later that would be great."
Sterling grinned and nodded. "Sure, that sounds great. Do you want to come to my place? I can order pizza."
Harlow quickly ran through her mental calendar before replying, "Uh, yeah that would be fine. I get off at 6, but I have to do a few things first. How's 7:30?"
Sterling nodded, grinning. "Sounds great! Do you like pop? I could grab a bottle when I get the pizza."
"Soda." Harlow corrected with a stupid grin across her face, remembering he hates being corrected or challenged. "Yeah, remember my favorite?"
(Make up a fave soda XD I was thinking something cherry but Idk…)
Sterling chuckled and shook his head in amusement. “Pop… It’s Cherry Cola, right?”
"Soda." Harlow nodded and smiled again before walking off, leaving him without a chance to counter. Deep down Harlow knew he would get her back somehow or way. Harlow then began ringing in orders.
(Skip to 7:30 after you react to this scene?)
(Remember the tense, Kate. Lol.
And sure!)
Sterling huffed in amusement, shaking his head a bit as he grabbed his drink and headed out the door.
(Oh right, rereading it I see what I did.)
Harlow didn't think much of this occasion. Just a friend hanging out with another. Harlow smiled to herself as she looked in the mirror, straining the last bit of her hair. Glad he's back, she thought. Harlow slipped on her favorite pair of mocassins, grabbed the dish off the counter and headed over to Sterling's door and rang the doorbell.
(I feel like that was really akw, but I didn't exactly know how to start.)
(Lol. That’s good, I’m glad you noticed!
Lol x2! It was fine, don’t worry.)
Sterling ran a hand through his hair one last time, then patted down his shirt, flattening a wrinkle. It was nice to see Harlow again, she was a great friend.
“Harlow, you’re here! Hey, come on in,” he said after opening the door for her.
"Hey," Harlow gave a smile and held up a dish of freshly baked raspberry cheesecake brownies, "I brought my favorite brownies." https://www.pinterest.com/pin/34973334592387680/
Sterling blinked, his eyebrows shooting up at the sight. “Wow. Harlow, those look amazing… All I did was order pizza,” he chuckled, shutting the door behind her and leading her to the kitchen.
"Thanks," Harlow gave a quick smirk and set the desert on the counter. Looking around Harlow noticed how in place everything was from when she last came over, aside from a few boxes in a corner. "Wow, this place hasn't changed a bit, its just like when we were kids."
"Ah. Yeah. I liked the feel of the old set up; it was nostalgic, ya know? So I just kinda happened to put my furniture in very similarly," Sterling explained as he grabbed a couple of plates out and handed her one.
"Hmm, I like it." Harlow accepted the plate but placed it on the countertop near the desert before wandering into the living room. Finding herself in front of the displayed photographs above the fireplace which was keeping warm.
Sterling did the same and followed her. He glanced over the photos, a soft look on his face. "I remember this day…" he mused, gesturing to a photo of them both in their swimsuits at a lake. "We were so cold after that swim our lips turned blue. And then your mom made the best s'mores…"
"Hmm, yeah." Harlow murmured, remembering the day. (Her mom's going to be dead, okai. And her dad is in uh… Colorado.) "This was my favorite," Harlow picked up the wooden frame and grazed a thumb over the glass protecting it. The image displayed a mountain pass that split into a valley, It was from when she had gone with Sterling's family the Sonoma Valley in California.