Y o u r m o v e

   It was nearing closing time when the academic youth burst through the ringing entrance of a quaint bookshop. It lined a hidden alleyway from the main shopping district, enclosed in its personal bubble of peace – the entire nook embodying the essence of independent literature. The evening was settling over the quarter, a huffing student speeding knowingly through the store like a homing missile. As noisy as it looked – little came from her but hurried steps from her heels on carpet and breathless sounds. 

   Turning the sharp corner of a set of deep mahogany shelves built on site - energetic strides halted in surprise. Held in the hands of a stranger before her lay the last of an academic literature recommended to her by a well-liked professor. Dark orbs of leather brown rolled over the individual – eyeing the enemy that would interfere with the girl and her destiny. Painted lips parted to enunciate a single syllable.  “No…!”

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                                 “   Mm,   I   do.   I   like   it   a   lot   actually,   “   he   opens   the   packaging   for   the   chopsticks,   breaking   them   straight   down   the   middle   properly.   “   I   don’t   like   the   artificial   spice   that   some   packaging   has   for   ramen.   “   Beelzebub   works   at   a   restaurant   part-time;   he   understands   what’s   ‘   right   spice   ‘   and   ‘   lousy   spice.   ‘

                                “   Spicy   fried   scorpion   is   really   good,   even   though   the   packaging   for   some   of   that   stuff   is   messy.   I   like   the   real   thing   better.   “   Is   all   Beel   says   before   he’s   practically   inhaling   the   noodles   into   his   mouth,   not   even   bothering   to   cool   them   off,   the   hunger   akin   to   starvation   too   immense   for   his   patience.   Sure,   it   burns   his   tongue,   but   he’ll   heal.   

                                It   takes   only   a   few   moments   of   him   eating,   finally   slowing   down   by   the   third   bowl   for   him   to   wipe   his   mouth   against   his   hand,   grimacing   when   he   realizes   he   forgot   to   ask   for   something   to   wipe   his   mouth.   

                                “   S’good.   Can   you   cook   for   me   forever?   “   He   means   it,   having   someone   to   cook   for   him   after   gym   nights   would   be   fantastic.   

                                “   Uh.   .   .   I   mean,   after   gym   workouts.   Preferably,   you   know,   with   proper   spice.   “   Beel   smiles   at   her,   something   akin   to   bashfulness   at   him,   asking   her   this.  

   A wash of relief consumed her body, now understanding what he had meant - it was evident that she had misunderstood and the clarification made her appreciate his tastes more so.

   Wanting to feel disturbed by his eating habits as she observed him, she couldn’t - it was almost ritualistic and artistic how he devoured the food, feeling a little flattered that he would enjoy it so much. Although perhaps he just ate anything... no that was contradictory with his statements - he really did appreciate all good food. His descriptions of food almost made her salivate herself. 

   Whilst absorbed by her thoughts, she noticed his messy demeanour and search around quickly for a tissue or handkerchief to hand him. She should have come prepared - this was unfortunate. Whilst looking, his question caught her off guard, flushing her vision with a little shy embarrassment. Joy looked at him for greater clarification - his smile making her giggle awkwardly. 

     “It’s okay, I understand what you mean haha... I’d happily bring you food after your hard-working gym sessions, but only if I could join you in eating,”

    AREUM   YAWNS   AS   SHE   LIFTS   HER   HEAD   AT   THE   VOICE.   “  good   morning.  ”   she   greets   back   with   yet   another   yawn.   “  oh,   i   don’t   know   if   you   got   the   email   but   we’re   having   a   20%   off   on   our   cinnamon   lattes   for   people   who   have   their   membership   card.   last   minute   email.  ”   gosh,   she’s   exhausted.   mei-shin   kept   waking   up   through   the   night…

    “  it’s   supposed   to   rain   this   afternoon   so   lunch   hour   shouldn’t   be   too   hectic.  ”   areum   hums   out   as   she   scrolls   through   her   phone.   “  do   you   think   anyone   would   care   if   i   took   a   doughnut  ?  ”   the   question   is   a   playful   tease   as   she   gets   up   from   her   seat,  she  wasn’t  going  to  take  one…  she  already  did  five  minutes  before  the  other  woman  came  in.

   A gentle nod of acknowledgement and a soft chuckle slipped between her teeth as Areum queried about the doughnut. The sables-haired youth did not, herself, mind on consuming the stock.        Waste not, want not.

   Although it was not necessarily within her position to allow and disallow anything - she smiled cheekily at the other staff member - a shine reflected in the warmth of the early sun. As Joy prepared her last allocated job for the opening of the café, she brewed her response.

                      “I’ll try to get used to making cinnamon lattes then, haha. And honestly, don’t think anyone will notice, go for it, if you haven’t already,” Joy commented, with just the two of them in the building. On the basis of the discount, she prepared the materials now as it was likely it’d be the day’s most popular.