⭐️ — " Julie Powers "

Julie groaned as she poured coffee for one of the customers, the sun already shining though the unblinded windows of the café, fallen leaves hit the ground outside of the sidewalk and busy streets. She handed the steaming hot coffee to the customer and waved her hand to them dismissively. The smell of burnt beans and axe body spray that she would occasionally smell by the middle-aged men that tried to get her number almost amplified her already-irritated mood.

The sounds of customers speaking, voices almost overlapping each other as the sounds of the coffee machines clicked and chimed in the background. The noise was overwhelming— If she wasn’t already used to the business of the company. But that didn’t make any less tiring than it did back then.

"Alright, Next!"

She called out through gritted teeth, rolling her eyes while letting out a sigh as she watched the next customer walk up to the counter. Reaching behind her, she pulled up her underwear that was peaking through her sagging pants. The fabric protesting against her massive ass. "Urgh.. Fucking hate this job and these dumbass customers." Murmuring under her breath as she watched the next person approach the register with unfocused enthusiasm.

"Hm.. Haven't seen your face in a good while. But enough of that reminiscing bullshit— Now, are you going to order something or keep standing there like a creep?" She asked with her constant irritated expression and tone. A mix of annoyance and sass fused together. One of her thick brows arched in minimal focus, already having both pen and paper in hand to write down their order.