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I was at my work. Caroline, my boss, my aunt took me in when I passed my high school and here I'm with her, working on my dream. She decided it was better for me to tag along with her and work with her than go and get a degree. And in all honesty, I didn't have enough money to go to uni and get a degree. She offered me work and I decided it would be better to first save money and work a little for a year and get to college another year, but now I'm working with her and aging like a fine wine.

"Ava, Call Mr. Dick and tell him he's needed here. Quick" She said quickly and went down the hall.

'Life isn't easy when your last name is Dick'

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I was back in the park now. It was my go-to place. Mr. Black attire wasn't seated there. I searched for him and went there and sat down.

"I'm here" He whispered in my ear from behind.

I yelped. That deep voice. He gave me goosebumps.

"Umm- good. I mean hii. But I wasn't searching for you" I said confidently. I was dying inside. Someone get me oxygen.

"I never said that," he replied, giving me the chocolate ice cream I had yesterday.

Awww.

I want to pinch his cheeks.

No Avaha No. Bad habit. No touching.

"Thank you" I whispered, taking the cup from him.

"You?" I asked.

"Enjoy" he shook his head and gave me a thumbs-up as a sign.

He was wearing gloves. Just like me.

But mine were bigger.

"We both wear gloves'' I smiled towards him. More like I was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

How did I not notice it before? Oh yeah, he had his arms folded.

"Same same. We are surely friends now." I laughed a bit.

"Friends?" I looked at him questioningly as I extended my hand.

"Oops, no touching," I remembered.

When I was about to pull it back he shook it.

I am happy now. Very very very much.

He looked at me with amusement.

I finished my ice cream and turned towards him.

"You know we have a client and his last name is Mr. Dick and he has potbelly which is kind of not healthy for him, according to his wife. So, when he came last time his wife hit him playfully on his belly and he was burping. Hit, burp. Hit, burp" I laughed at this.

He looked at me when my laughter died and wiped the corner of my mouth with his thumb clad in gloves.

"Silly girl," He said and shook his head.

My cheeks were on fire. Why is it so hot here?

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Get a man who gets you food

N I know the story is not perfect, but I didn't have much time for more.

This one's more like a filler

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