CHAPTER SIX

Amor's POV

I headed towards the counter where Zamar was seated. He had a curious look on his face. I took a seat beside him and sighed.

"Hey, who's that guy?", He asked, nodding towards him.

"He's just an annoying guy who I mistakenly exchanged my ice cream with last night at the store down the street." I said.

"Really? How did that happen? "

"I have no idea..", I said as I grabbed my coffee which had gone a little cold.

"So, you plan on returning his ice cream tonight? ", Zamar asked..

"Yeah. At the park. "

"Is it really necessary? I mean, he's just a stranger. Does it really matter if you give him or not?", he sounded worried.

I turned to face him.

"Look, Zamar. You of all people should know that chocolate is my least favorite flavour." I said.

"Yeah, but... "

"And you should also know I do not like wasting food either.", I cut him off.

"That's why it's better I give Mr. Chocolate there... ",I shot him a glance, "...his ice cream back. "

Zamar just sighed in defeat. I smiled in appreciation. I looked at Mr. Chocolate as he was eating his food. Merely looking at him, you would think he is such a nice, harmless guy.

But with that short encounter I have had with him, he can be very annoying.

More customers entered and I left to attend to them. My work partner was still sick, so I had to do everything by myself. Luckily, the rush hour had not set in... Yet.

While I was attending the customers, the stranger and I kept shooting angry glares to each other. The fact that he badmouthed my flavour made the glare angrier. I couldn't wait to finally get done with the exchange tonight.

Fifteen minutes later, the stranger called me.

"Miss vanilla, I would like to pay my bill please ",he said.

Everyone turned their heads, wondering who he was referring to as miss vanilla.

Even Zamar looked surprised.

"Miss vanilla? That's new. " Zamar said, wiping the table. "No wonder you call him Mr. Chocolate. " Zamar chuckled.

It did sound funny. But what wasn't funny was the fact that he had to call me that in public.

I walked up to him with the bill in my hands and an angry look on my face but what I got instead was a huge smile on his pretty face.

"Your bill.", I handed him the bill with a fake smile.

"Thank you. ", he said.

He paid his bill in cash and I gave him his change. He stood up to leave.

"See you tonight, Miss vanilla. ", he said, with an annoying smirk on his face.

"Same here, Mr. Chocolate. ", I said with a smile. He gave me a nod and finally, left the cafè.

Stranger's POV

If someone had walked up to me and told me I would meet that girl this morning, I would have disagreed.

And I bet she would have done the same too, because the surprise on her face when she saw me was so obvious.

She even pointed a finger at me and asked what I was doing IN A CAFÉ! *sigh* Silly girl.

She looked pretty angry when I called vanilla a bad flavour. But I couldn't help it! Vanilla truly is bad.

Luckily, she agreed to meet in the park tonight, so she can finally have her ice cream back.

I just hope she doesn't bail on me. But she most probably wouldn't. I don't think the little miss vanilla would want to.

Oh! And I better ask for her name tonight. She looked quite angry when I called her "Miss Vanilla " in front of everyone.

But was it my fault?

No.

She called me Mr. Chocolate first and besides, I just wanted to pay my bills.

When I left the café five minutes ago, I decided to take the long way home. There was nothing exciting to look forward to anyway.

Even though I just graduated from college, I still hadn't found a job. And with my roommate absent, it only makes things all the more boring.

Thanks to my uncle who gifted me some cash last week, I was able to get some things done. And now, I'm running short of money.

So, two things I plan to do.

One: Find new friends.

Two: Get a job... Fast.

After ten minutes of silent walking, I finally reached home.

When I opened the entrance door, I looked around and sighed.

Home alone.

Again.