Custard Face
It's been a few days since the custard incident and I'm doing my shift as usual. That man did come to our shop many times after that, but he always sits in the cafe part of the store, so I haven't really talked to him... And also partly since I'm embarrassed to talk to him after what happened; I haven't returned the photo yet either. The fact that he said that he had some business with me still makes me restless. I mean what could a useless and clumsy girl like me do for him? I look towards the spot where he's sitting. A waiter brings him a cup of coffee and leaves. Black coffee, huh? It suits him. He picks up the coffee cup and brings it to his lips. The slow melody playing in the background makes it look like a movie scene.
*THUMP THUMP*
Um, why is my heart beating so fast?! He takes a sip of the coffee and knits his eyebrows. Huh, he doesn't like it? He puts the cup down and... H-hey! What's he doing dumping so much of cream and sugar in his coffee?! Just looking at him is giving me diabetes! He takes a sip and smiles as if he's accomplished something very grand. Blehh, way to ruin my movie scene. I mentally give him a thumbs down. I'm pouting in disappointment when our eyes meet.
Mia:!!!
I quickly turn away. I can't believe he caught me staring at him! How embarrassing!! Naomi looks at me in concern.
Naomi: Woah, Mia, do you have a fever?! Your face is all red!
Mia: Eh?!
I cover my cheeks with my hands. They're so hot!
Mia: I think I caught a cold! I'll go have some water!
Naomi: Take care of yourself, girl.
I rush into the break room. I close the door and lean against it, my breath ragged. I can hear my heart beat ringing in my ears. What's wrong with me? I don't have some disease, do I? I drink some water to calm myself down.
Just then, my phone starts ringing. Who's calling me? I pick my phone up to see the caller ID. Huh, it's an unkown number. I slightly hesitate before picking up the call.
Mia: Hello?
???: Are you alright?
Mia: Huh? Wait, it's you! Custard Face!
The Man:.... I have a name y'know.
Mia: But it's not like I know it. You don't know mine either.
The Man: Why do you think that, Mia?
Mia: Well, because-.... How do you know my name?!
The Man: I saw it on your name tag that day.
Mia:...
Name tag? I look down at my uniform and sure enough, there's a name tag on it, mocking me.
Mia:.... Now I feel like a complete idiot for asking you that.
The Man: Sure you do.
Mia: Ugh, I'm hanging up!
The Man: Hey!
*BEEP*
He's so mean! I puff up my cheeks in frustration. You know what I'm gonna do? I'm gonna save his number as 'Custard Face'!!
Mia: C-U-S-T-A-R-D F-A-C-E. There!
.... Well it's not like he's gonna know I did this but, I feel a lot better now and... A smile spreads across my face. Now, I have his number too.