2 | Coffee is the Hidden way to Heaven

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2 | Coffee is the hidden way to heaven

CH 02:What wakes you up Every day?

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‘Nightmares’

I make my way out of bed, almost overly used to waking up at this time every day even when I had 4 jobs I barely got any sleep at all, I'd work 8-4 from morning to evening, another shift at a Cafe 5-8 and This really Luxurious Restaurant had me Washing dishes and Cleaning up after them from 9-11 then I'd go to the Strip club lastly and be back home by 2 haha heam and guess what?? I'd still wake up at 4:17 am and survive on two Fucking hours of sleep. I’m pretty much used to it right now

I strut to the bathroom brushed my teeth and do my morning skincare routine before putting on a brown gym short and a White tank top. I add a Cute little brown head band and walked out of the bathroom to where my shoes boxes were arranged and picked out one of my Nike Sport wears, putting it on also.

Now I had a huge addiction to Nike products, mostly their foot wears but yeah I collected them like they were Collectibles. New Collection coming out you bet I’m getting it that day even if I have to stand on extremely long lines and Wait all damn day.
I silently go to the Kitchen/Dining area to make myself some Coffee. I pour the coffee beans into the machine and Place my cup beneath it while it dropped into it slowly. The aroma wafting my senses making me moan in utmost Pleasure, I picked my cup of coffee up sipping it carefully to prevent getting burnt on my tongue

“Coffee is the hidden way to heaven” I murmur but it seems it was loud since Aaron scoffs from behind me and I turned to him, Shock waltzing all over my body
“Of course it is ma, and it’s not like you’re addicted to it or something” he smirks at me pecking my forehead and Murmuring a ‘Good Morning’ to me

“Nonsense I’m not” I counter

“Good morning to you too my dearest sir” I finish in a Fake British accent

“Yeah yeah Whatever floats your boat ma” he walks over to the fridge getting water out to refill our bottles

Now, Aaron and I have been going on runs since he was 12 and had decided to play basketball in the NBA’s due to my lack of sleep at night and his very light sleeping technique, it kind of became a Routine. Every morning We ran.

“Are you guys ready?” I scream from my Living room at Aaron and Azalea. It was their first day at the high school they transferred to and I had to go with them since it was an impromptu transfer and there were other things I wasn’t able to finish up while doing the transfer
“I’m Ready” Azalea threads down the stairs in a denim Skirt that didn’t go past mid-thigh and a cropped shirt with high boots, her hair curled to perfection as usual and her make up on point
“Won’t you get dress coded or something?” I honestly feel like she’d get dress coded

She looks up at me from her phone giving me an Expressionless facial expression “I don’t care” she shrugs

“well won’t YOU get dress coded?” her eyes run through my outfit that consisted of a black turtle neck top that was tucked into a light beige skirt the stopped right under my butt and black mesh panty hoes

“But- “

“I’m here ladies I’m so sorry for the wait” Aaron unintentionally cuts me off swinging in with a black jeans and a Dress shirt a Some Nike sneakers, his hair looks in place too.

The drive to the School was a fifteen minutes’ drive and I kept glancing at my wristwatch repeatedly as we drove I was supposed to report to work at nine am and it was already eight thirty am, and also a 45 minutes’ drive by bus to my new place of work in Manhattan from here Jersey city.

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