Jazmine Eliza Fletcher

He sighed dramatically, puffing his cheeks out as he took another bite. “She devil.” He murmured around a mouthful of chocolate chips.

“I wouldn’t go that far,” she rolled her eyes, smirking softly. “Come on, there’s nothing in Pinewood Plains. Just bricks and mortar.” 

“I just need a break, you know? I wish I had some kind of hideaway where I could curl up with a good book and a cup of coffee and just fade away sometimes, but I do not, so you get to deal with wistful dreamy me,” she chuckled lightly.

“Well I didn’t call this place The Hideaway Cafe for nothing,” Jazmine said, sliding a cup of coffee across the counter and motioning to the book corner. “Hide away, all you like.” 

“I’d love to, but I’m kind of not a big fan of cherries. Like at all.”

“Me neither, but it tastes nothing like actual cherries.” 

“I dont mind getting a drink, I just gotta make sure everything is okay with the shop.” Charlie explained. “Im like..”.a boss” and thats weird.” Charlie squinted as she threw up hand quotations when she said boss. 

Jazmine smirked softly. “Welcome to the club,” she replied, shrugging. 

“So you know Pinewood - what else is there to do here? Besides eat all your cookies and get fat?”

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Jazmine thought about it for a moment, and shook her head. “Absolutely nothing, just me and my cookies,” she smirked. 

“Okay, so I need -” He caught himself, smiling sheepishly and slowing down. “Sorry, hi.” Royce started again, remembering at least some of his manners. “I need your opinion.”

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Jazmine gave a chuckled, followed by a “Hey babe,” before nodding at his request. “You definitely looked better than Matt in the matching Christmas jumper,” she smirked, before motioning to the coffee machine behind her. “Go grab a booth, I’ll grab us coffee.” 

“This place is impressive.” Zeke commented, smiling at his former student as he glanced around the shop. “I’m proud.”

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Jazmine turned at the familiar voice, grinning upon seeing her old teacher. “Professor Simmons, are you dining today?” 

James wrapped his hands around his coffee as he sat across from Jazmine at the table. “Wait, no, continue the story, I want to know how it ended.”

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“It ended in the exact same way it started, kiddo,” she smirked, “the guy ended up all alone, because giving someone a love potion doesn’t make them love you, not really.”

“Hey, Jazmine? You’d let me spend all day here if I kept ordering coffees, right?”

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“For the next,” she paused to look over at the clock, “six hours and twelve minutes, sure.” Jazmine smiled and sat across from her, using the stool behind the counter. “What’s up, lovely?”