You Again?! ( My firecracker babysitter)

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ty as my hopes. I shook off the sleepiness, realizing the room was a total ghost town. "Sir?" I called out, my eyelids heavy with fatigue. A s

Are you hiding in the bathroom?" I knocked on the door, my fist ready to unleash

leaned against the wardrobe, slamming my hand on the door in pure exasperati

ed this stunt again. This was the third time he'd skipped out on me, and I was starti

, it went straight to voicemail. I left her a no-nonsense message, letting her know that h

I wanted to kick off my day. I had bills to pay and a business to run, and I sure a

ng. "Hey, girl! What's going on?" she chimed, her upbe

pting to mask my irritation. "

coffee shop." I glanced at the clock and let out a resigned sigh as I slowly rose from the couch, my legs

Xander. But I knew I had to set that aside for now and concentrate on my shift at the co

It was infuriating that he had stiffed me again, and I was beginning to feel like I'd never

sharing a latte with our coworker, Alex. I joined them, and we ch

up. Sophy's name flashed on the caller ID, but I chose to ignore it, prioritizing my customers instead. The

red out at the lively cafe, where folks were still queuing up for their drinks. "Phew..." I let out a sigh before punch

ed from the other end. "Not much, just trying to get thro

d sympathetically. "So, any

ing. "Well, I got a strange text earlier," I said, lowering my voice like it was a secret. "Some

think it's a setup?" I shrugged, even though she couldn't see me.

he customer, my eyes narrowing like a hawk. "Isla, are you there? Isla?" Sophia's vo

it worried. I shook my head, trying to shake off the fuzziness. "

on me with an unsettling intensity. "I need c

y," I stuttered, trying to keep my composure. "What can I get for you?" But then it hit

d, his tone laced with

my grip, and splashed its searing liquid all