I knew I have to start my day with a positive outlook in life. But something unpleasant welcomed me today.
"So, what brings you here?" It was the jerk named Cotton Rain Velasquez.
I looked around if his name is present on the coffee shop where I am currently in. I returned my gaze to him and said, "didn't see your name anywhere. Why do you care?"
Cotton chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest and looked closer into my eyes. I have to step back since he is becoming too close for comfort.
"In case you didn't know, Soft Brews is named after me." He declared raising an eyebrow. He was at the counter top and I was seated on the stool.
"Okay. In case you don't know, I am meeting my client, Lionel —" I said and he cut me off by continuing my sentence.
"— Lionel Sun Velasquez. My brot
