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- >"Anon? You work here now?"
- "Huh? Nah. Joe had something to do so he asked me to cover for him for awhile," you explain.
- >As if you had a choice, you didn't add.
- >"I see. How's your work,then?" She asks. "And oh, two glazed donuts and a cup of coffee,please."
- "Still toxic as fuck. I swear those aircraft parts are getting heavier and heavier each day," you grouse as you fish out two donuts at the display for Luna.
- >You place the pastries in a wax paper sleeve and pour some coffee in a cup while Luna takes out her wallet.
- "No worries. Donuts and coffee are on the house, courtesy of 'ol Joe," you beam.
- >"Really?"
- "Well, not really. I just passed by to use the restroom and bam- by the time I returned, Joe left a note that he needs to meet a lady or something. I suppose giving out free donuts ought to even the score," you laugh hard.
- >"You might get into trouble if he finds out,Anon," she warns.
- "You snort and chuckle at her comment. "What's Joe gonna do,fire me? He owes me a lot of favors anyhow."
- "And besides, I only give free donuts to pretty ladies," you add with a wink.
- >Luna just rolls her eyes and gives you a sideways look. "Always the wooer. How many girls have fallen for your sweet words,Anon?"
- You laugh as you handle another customer. "The fish ain't biting yet, unfortunately. How about you, still sweeping men off their feet?"
- >"As if men would find an old hag like me interesting," she says sadly.
- "Maybe you're just looking at the wrong place," you assure her. "Anyways, it's been pretty slow today so..mind if I eat breakfast with you?"
- >"Sure. I've been meaning to talk to you for quite awhile now anyways," she adds with a smile.
- >"Really,Anon?" Luna asks as she looks at your breakfast. You had a sausage patty,eggs and bacon sandwiched between two waffles.
- "I need a big breakfast to get my gears going," you explain. "And I see that your breakfast isn't exactly healthy too, Vice-Principal Luna," you retort.
- >She just gives you a raised eyebrow and sticks out her tongue. "I need a sugar rush to get my gears going."
- "Yeah riiiight," you smile coyly. "So,what's eating you,Luna?"
- >"Hm?" She says as she sips her coffee.
- You cross your arms as you look at her intently. "C'mon Luna, we've know each other for what, seven years? You're not exactly what I'd call as a fan of sweets. As far as I remember, you only eat sweets when you're sad or stressed."
- "So...is it about work? Lovelife?"
- >She just sighs and stuffs her face with a glazed donut. "A relative is coming over to stay this coming weekend."
- "What about it?"
- >"Let's just say that we don't really..click," she says slowly.
- You furrow your eyebrows as you try to remember the name. "Wait, is it that Blood-guy thingie? I think you told me his name awhile back. He's your nephew,right?"
- >"You mean Blueblood? I know it sounds childish..even Celly told me to be mature about it but," she grits her teeth as she repeatedly stabs her poor pastry with a spoon. "He's so thick and self centered that he's so unreal."
- "He's that bad eh? I'm sure you can bear with him for the weekend," you give her an assuring smile.
- >"I can't stand to be in the same room with him even for five minutes. Celly loves him to death but I can't say the same with me," she says with a defeated tone.
- "Can't blame you with that,sister," you agree with her. "Awkward and irritating relatives,yep."
- "So, you gonna stay over a hotel for the weekend or something?" You ask while wolfing down your sandwich.
- >She rubs her temples tiredly and gives you a smile. "I can't afford to stay at the Canterlot Lofts even for a night. And the nearest cheap motel is twenty miles away."
- "Stay with a friend,then?" You ask.
- >"If I can find one willing to bunk with me for the weekend,that is. If not, I'd just sleep in my car."
- "I-ah...you can stay with me for the weekend if you like," you say nervously.
- >"I don't think that would be proper if we'd sleep in the same room together," she objects. "I mean, its not like we're in some sort of...relationship."
- >She clears her throat and toys with her hair a bit as you look down at your coffee mug.
- "N-not in the same room with me,of course. I have a spare room if you like."
- >She mulls over it a bit then finally speaks. "I promise not to be much of a burden."
- "Naw no worries," you assure her. "So, pick you up on Friday say, 3pm?"
- >She smiles at you warmly. "Okay."
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