New Friends
“What can I get started for you sweetie?” The waitress asked me, I didn't even see her come up, she snapped me out of my day dream. “Umm, just a straight black coffee, would be fine. Thanks.” I offered her a little smile and looked back down, not sure what to even do from here. “Not a problem, be back in a hot sec.” And she wasn't kidding, she was back at my table in a flash. Her name tag said Trixie. She looked like a Trixie with long, curly red hair, bubbly personality. “If you don't mind me asking, are you alright? Are you in danger?” I just looked at her and blinked a few times. I wasn't sure if I should answer. But she answered as if she knew exactly what I was thinking. “Hey, it's ok. You don't have to explain anything, but if you need a job, we are hiring. Here is an applicatio
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