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R-18.
"You should be grateful that you have parents," I told one of my coffee shop employees. She's been whining about how protective her father is of her.
"Ma'am, he's so protective of me, and I'm already 25!" she grumbled. I nodded.
That emotion is familiar to me, but I no longer have parents to look after me. I miss being treated as a daughter, and I'm alone now.
"That thing will make you miss it one day," I told her. I simply shook my head as she stared at me.
I took a look around and noticed that my coffee shop is quite busy. I checked my watch to see what time it was. What's taking Camille so long?
"Ma'am, Miss Camile has arrived." I nodded to one of my employees.
"Thank you," I murmured as I approached my companion, "please give us iced tea."
"I'm sorry, I just woke up, and Kiven kept asking me where I was going, as if he didn't know." She rolled her eyes, and I simply shook my head before sitting down.
I inquired, "I thought you split up?" She blinked, as if she had missed what I had said. "Camille, stop acting."
She glanced at me and replied, "Yes! We split up, and you know I love him, right?"
I'm not sure what I'll do about my friend. She was often grumbling about her partner, and whenever they had a quarrel, she wanted to meet me to tell me about it. She informed me they had broken up, but I had no idea they were still together.
"Whatever, I'm not going to believe you if you say you split up again."
"You know what, you should get a guy as well, so you're not bitter."
I told her, "I don't need a boyfriend." I don't want it, and I'm capable of handling myself. I don't want a lover who is constantly by my side. Even if I'm alone, I can handle myself.
My parents died in a car accident, and I didn't know what to do with myself because I didn't have any parents to ask because I was now alone. I was upset at the time, unsure if I could handle everything that had occurred to me.
Now that I'm alone, I'm not sure what will happen. I don't have parents because they've passed away, and I'm now on my own. I tried my hardest to be a strong and self-sufficient lady.
"It's Kiven's birthday today, and we're going to the club to celebrate; he invited his friend, and I know you'll like his friends!" she exclaimed. Our iced tea arrived after I rolled my eyes.
"Who am I to say no?" I wondered. With a shake of her head, she sipped her iced tea. I enjoy attending parties, which is why I'm constantly with Camille.
"That's one of my favorite things about you; you should come with me so you can have your guy."
"Here we go again. You know that I don't want a boyfriend. I'm contented with my life now," I said and take a sip on my iced tea.
"You should give a chance to date a man. You know, having fun?"
"I'm having fun now." She rolled her eyes and didn't say anything.
I don't understand why she kept urging me to go out with a guy. I don't want a boyfriend since I think having one would be distracting and I don't even need one. I don't need a man in my life since I'm happy where I am right now. All I want to do is have fun. Attend parties and get wasted because I only have myself now.
I responded, "Camille, you constantly pressuring me to date men, but I don't need any men in my life."
She exclaimed, "Whatever, you're just saying that because you don't have a partner, but when you do, you'll be like me!
I said, shaking my head, "No!" She's hinting that I'll be like her and become insane for the man, but I won't be. I don't want to talk about it because I'm not interested in that thing. That won't take place.
Camille remained at my coffee shop as we had a disagreement regarding my love life. She has always been like way, which I don't enjoy because she constantly asking and telling me that I should have a boyfriend no matter how many times I told her I didn't need one. I sipped my iced tea while shaking my head. She was grinning on her phone when I turned to look at her again. It's possible that her boyfriend texted her.
"Put down the phone."
She looked at her phone again and said, "What? Kiven texted."
I shook my head and remarked, "You kept using your phone."
"Why are you acting so grumpy today," she questioned, "Do you have your mens?"
I said, "I'm always like this," and cast a glance about. There are many customers today, and I was delighted to learn that they will remain loyal. I recognized a few people that frequented this location with their buddies or families.
"What's that?" I asked because she stood up and looked at me.
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