are u calling me out, pip

peggy really , thoroughly enjoyed living in manhattan . she grew up hearing her sisters call it the greatest city in the world and she wholeheartedly agreed   (   she agreed with them on everything , though , always being eager to please   ) . sometimes , though , peggy liked to get out of the hustle and bustle of the city and drive up to washington heights , just to spend the day . upon finding a place to park her car , peggy meandered up to a little bodega that she’d seen and had meant to check out for a long time . as she made her way through the aisles , she finally decided on a coca cola   (   it said   “   share a coke with peggy,   ‘   she had to get it !   )   and a small bag of chips . she made her way to the counter and glanced around , eyes wide in search of some employee .   “   hey !   “ she waves towards a boy who seems to be sweeping a little ways away from her , hopeful that he works at the store .   “   do you work here ?   “

( be more chill pt. 1 - be more chill )

               ‘ je suis désolé, monsieur. i was changing the menu for the                  evening. how can i help you ? ‘ while the customer may have                  been one of the only people inside , she still apologized.

“   sooner or later , it will be your turn . don’t be impatient for that golden day !   “