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[haebxtna]

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❝ absolutely, ❞ the unwavering certainty in his voice impresses him for a moment before other matters overshadow his substantial ego. iridescent blue swirls lazily within its potion bottle as he passes it off to her, a nearby address written on the label stuck on the thick glass. he reiterates, ❝ the customer is nearby. she’s a nice woman, now go. ❞

nice here meaning the archaic fastidious, as in she’s a woman who nitpicks at everything and i don’t want to deal with her at this moment. so. not very nice at all. actually, quite prone to arguing with him. but the full moon is still weeks away and he’s ( semi ) confident haebitna will be fine.

“Absolutely?” It wasn’t the first time she’s heard the word from his lips and despite the conviction his tone held, it wasn’t as reliable as it should be. The first time she had done these “deliveries’, she almost scalded herself when the client threw the bottle near her. Too strong for a herbal medicine? How sure it is that this nice woman isn’t the same as the one before?

Taking the bottle from her boss, she placed it carefully on her small bag before turning back to him. “Do I get any health insurance for this?” She scrunches up her face, feeling the apprehension as she doesn’t feel too good about this. “I’ll call you once it’s delivered, or something bad happens again. But please,  사장님~, I hope you pick it your calls. Your clients can really be very demanding.”

[haebxtna]

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📨 : 사장님       Jun 사장님 , It’s near 9:00 am. I woke upearly and got here ahead of time, and it seems that you are not yet inside.Where are you? ^^ 

📨 : 사장님      사장님, my leg hurts. :( Where areyou? A man stands here waiting beside me. He’s creepy.ㅠ.ㅠ

📨 : 사장님      사장님!! 사장님!! He’s alreadyangry! What should I say to him? He speaks words I could not understand! It’snot even in Korean! It seems that it’s urgent! 8282!!!!

[haebxtna]

“Who convinced me to come here?”

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Sobriety simply faded with three bottles of soju, an amount whichshe wasn’t sure she could tolerate but seeing as how her head bobbed and swayedonly indicated that she couldn’t. The stall was full of people, mostly tipsyand the little woman was far beyond the rest of them.

With eyelids heavy and drooping, the inebriated woman fiddled onher phone, tapping words before sending a message rather carelessly. It took agood ten minutes and another bottle before a man stood in front of him. Hereyes squints, trying to make a face out of the blurred image registering in herbrain but it was of no use. What she remembers is that she wanted to summon theperson she misses so much, the person who’d probably pick her up in times offrustrations such as this. And in the state of intoxication, her minddeliberately chose to acknowledge the presence as the one she yearns the most.

“Daddy!!” The pitch of her voice was a lot higher than the usualand it did not matter if it pierces one’s eardrum. “Yah! What took you so long?Of course it is me! Your cutie little Sunny!!~” Hands snaked to his arms,pulling him down to a stool beside her. “Ahjumma! One more bottle and a shotglass here please!” One hand waved at the kind owner before she returns herback to him, half-lidded eyes gawking. If she knew who he was clinging to, she’dprobably be disgusted, more so run away with embarrassment.

But his identity was veiled by her own clouded thoughts.

[haebxtna]

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A roundof quivers was felt on her thigh - a sudden rise in excitement came inimmediately and she quickly fished for her mobile phone on her pocket. The nameof the sender fell short of her expectation - it wasn’t her father. But it wasa message she has also been waiting. Only she doesn’t know what would’vecome next.

Sittingbehind the counter on a rather benign afternoon, her fingers fiddle on thescreen, tapping the speech balloon icon which then revealed a message from aunknown number.

📩 : +82-13067884Miss Yoo Haebitna. Your work starts this weekend. Please be advised on therules and familiarize yourself with the shop. - Jun Okada

A secondjob wasn’t entirely needed, but seeing the poster and being mesmerized by theshop itself had piqued her curiosity. Plus an additional income would stillmatter. She could use it to buy gifts to be sent to his father.

Haebitnasaves his number before responding

📨 : 사장님Hello 사장님! I’m glad to hear from you.Thank you for letting me have this job. Certainly I will do my best! ^___^

A smilecreeps on her face at the good news the message held. She slips her phone backto her pocket and with regained energy, began arranging the displays of bread.At the back of her mind she was already recalling few of those the owner hasintroduced to him about the shop.

It onlytook two minutes before another wave of vibration was felt again.

Mr. JunOkada doesn’t seem the type to be a mobile addict but it surprised her to seemessages from him again, and at a very fast rate. Haebitna was informed thatmostly the shop is closed on weekdays. Perhaps today is one of those and he hadnothing else to do. Or was he worried if she’ll do a good job?

📩 : 사장님Miss Yoo, it is expected that you MUST do your best. I am generous enough togive you the job because it is urgent.

📩 : 사장님Also I have lots of things that I need to attend to. And I need someone to helpme organize them.

📨 : 사장님A lot have praised me for being a fast learner, so I think I can do well. Noneed to worry, 사장님! I’ll do my tasks the fastestpossible~ ^^,

Acustomer came, followed by another, and another. The clock hits 3 in theafternoon and it is again the start of their busiest hours. Her feet ran fromgetting orders, to serving them, to restocking displays and she is continuouslydistracted by her mobile phone pulsating again and again.

She triesto reply, stealing a fraction of a minute from the bust bakeshop so as not todisappoint her new employer but with every reply came another message.

Andanother.

Andanother one.

Haebitnais usually patient but she starts to find it fairly irritating.

📩:  4 unread messages from 사장님

She breathes in, breathes out. Responding one at a time.

📨 : 사장님Yes yes, 사장님. ^_^

📨 : 사장님Copy that, sir! ^_^

📨 : 사장님Will definitely bring them on my first day! ^^

📨 : 사장님I won’t be late as I don’t have classes on Saturdays, Sir.:)

Her bodyis tired and her eyes are tired from reading his messages. If she just do notneed to impress her employee, she would’ve sworn him in her second languagethru text. Calm down. Just answer his queries. You’re more patient thanthis.

Haebitnahasn’t officially started working for him but it seems like already did.

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⭐️It’s the31st of October and Jun called out Haebitna out of a sudden (he still bombardsher with messages even if it’s weekdays) but she was already dressed for thenight. Apparently Jun needed a journal he had kept under Haebitna’s care and itwas urgent. Given no choice, Haebitna follows his orders, going to the shopwith the journal on one hand… and a broomstickon the other. In a black dress and dark make up, complete with a hat, shegreets him. “Hi 사장님! See whatI dressed up for on this year’s Halloween? I’m a witch!” He raises an eyebrow, quitedispleased.

 ⭐️Work is work and for the most part, even though Haebitna wouldwhine a lot about the tasks Jun gives her, she would always bring a smile toher face with every errand, hopeful that one day her boss will be a bit nicer.However it is when petty exchanges of words escalates to arguments thatHaebitna found herself at her edge. It started with Haebitna finally declininga ‘delivery’ because she had made appointment with her father, which is thenfollowed by a string of her excuses which is easily countered by Jun until hehad said something about her father that made her erupt. Eyes swelled and tearsfell. Not of sorrow but of contempt. “I hate you!!” A childish whining she wouldalways utter in inaudible whispers but this time she made sure he hears it loudand clear.