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Hello, nice to meet you!! I don't know how did you end up reading this silly blog, but anyway, thanks for starting reading this thing!!! This blog will be my aid to keep my sanity from the whole mess in my own brain. There will be at least 2 series that I will keep on posting. The first one is "Brain Damage Control" or BDC. In this series, I will write about anything I learned in the day. It might be super random, but I will keep it easy to read, easy to understand. It's a practice for me too =) The other one is "The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop". This will be a micro-novel series. Please enjoy the might-be-not-a-very-new-concept-but-I-like-it-this-way-anyway experience while reading it. I hope I could keep writing it in an interesting way. Of course, any suggestions and requests are highly welcomed!! So!!! Enjoy!!

Friday, 7 June 2013

The Tale of a Boy in a Coffee Shop #18

"Wow, I didn't think you two could be friends this fast," the old lady entered the coffee shop with a paper bag on one hand.

"He is helping with the dishes. Such a nice boy, isn't he?" the young lady stopped her work and came closer to the old lady, took over the paper bag.

The boy had already finished wiping the saucers and continued wiping the leftover cups. The old lady walked to behind the bar and came closer to him.

"She is not a bad girl, right? She didn't bother you?" the old lady smiled at him gently.

"Oh come on, Granny. I am not that bad," the young lady shouted from the kitchen.

"Of course you are not. But, sometimes you over do it, Lynn. Remember what did happen every time you teased James?" the old lady moved to the other side of the bar, started preparing some roasted coffee.

"Ow, he was just a cry baby. I didn't over do it. I am just...," the young lady stopped in the middle, letting her words hanging in the air.

"Hmm..?"

"Well, indeed I might be a little crude, and lack some common senses.... sometimes," She walked out the kitchen, bringing out 3 plates of spinach pie.

"Breakfast? Tea, coffee milk, or chocolate milk?" The young lady asked the boy.

He finished his work and took over the tray from her, "Coffee milk, please. No sugar." He left her and walked to the nearest table, followed by the old lady behind him.

Once they all three sat to each other, the boy suddenly asked, "Hey..., what is common sense?"

Indeed, a new day had started.  

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