Things went smoothly.
We'll be leaving for New York the day after tomorrow.
And this is our last day at work before we fly to New York.
"Have you packed your things already?Or do you want me to help you?" Rylah asked.
"No thanks, I'm good to go." I said excitedly.
"New York, the bitches are coming."
She's smiling from ear to ear.
" You're not wondering why, Timothy, hadn't show himself?"she asked me.
" I don't know about him, he always looks so mad at me, when I don't even do anything, it's like everytime I breathe it's like it's bothering him"I said.
Our manager is the only one who's updating us about everything ,and all the documents that's need to be processed before we can finally fly to New York.
" Good afternoon sir, Welcome to The Cafe."
" Good afternoon, ate."came from a
