She Quit
The past days have been strange for Marcel. He kept craving coffee, not exactly the one he made, the one from that store. It was not like the one made at that store was better than his own, but it must be because of a certain redhead.
So after a meeting at the other branches with his brothers – note: brother is used to refer to fellow gang members – he decided to go to the coffee store.
Unlike the other time, Marcel was carrying his dog Redhead in his arms. It was weird but he wanted to introduce the doggy redhead to the human redhead. It would be quite a union, don’t you think so?
Thankfully, the store let pets in as far as it was on a lease. But Marcel was a lawbreaker and simply held Redhead in his arms with no lease whatsoever.
“Sir,” One of the staff approached him
