#calixlexclair

Weekends were always crowd, people looking for drinks, fun and distraction from the stress they had been through during the other days. While they were having fun and enjoying themselves, Oliver would be one of those who were there to work, behind the counter, with bottles and glasses around himself—thanks God that wasn’t exactly a stressful job, otherwise he would have lots of headaches not just in weekdays, but also on those little two days he had to rest from college. Distracted and talking to some of the customers as he made the drinks, that was his idea of fun for the weekend—at least when he had to work.

Steiner got himself busy by mixing the ordered drinks as always, serving them to a few customers that seemed to spend more time at Fuel Bar then their own home—he already knew some of the faces, not their names, but recognizing was pretty easy. And, the one that his eyes caught sight when he started changing the bottles he would use for the next mix, that one was new. Oliver was pretty sure that he never went there—and if he did, it wasn’t on his shift. He seemed too young to be there, but then again, Asians seemed to look pretty young for years—a good genetic, he thought.

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Thesun wasn’t too bright and the morning rush had just probably ended but he still felt like the sky’s burning his too sensitive eyes and that people are still crowding. It couldn’t be helped though. It’s a busy town with a rather busy people so with a sigh he pushed open the door to Boulangerie Pierre and went straight to the counter to order some nice slice of cake and some coffee. What better way to start his day with some sugar and a cup of caffeine to wash it all down? Desserts aren’t actual meals though now that he thought about it and decided to throw in some croissant too.

The line wasn’t a long one thankfully and so he patiently waited for his turn as he sleepily rubbed his eyes. It’s one of those days where he wasn’t feeling like cooking for himself, too lazy to think about wanting to do anything with the world at the moment actually but he believed that breakfast is the most important meal of the day, so instead of rushing straight to the kitchen he grabbed his keys and drove off. His housemate would want some breakfast too so he’ll be buying for two.

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A few minutes later, Damien showed up outside the house, with his car. He was going to take his brother for hot cocoa first and then take him shopping since he knew , since he absolutely adored his little brother. 

{ text - baby brother } I’m waiting~