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Never sure if newcomers knew this, but you can in fact download files without worries. Tend to be easier to read. Anyways, supposed to be the last part, but there is one more slice left.
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It was the following day, and Norm was standing by the crosswalk, rubbing his tired eyes. Nothing much happened after the whole talk, unfortunately. Despite Archie’s insistence, neither of the couple had anything in mind for him, or even knew there was an open position. Damira was an employer of a large dietary clinic, and with his experience, would only allow him to at least be a receptionist, which they already had. Tan owned a lodge that is located much farther than they both were. Apparently, he manages visit it each day and yet somehow have fun with his buddies, however, the distance would be too much for Norm.
The only other solution? Coffee shop not too far from here. It was owned by their friend apparently, who would be very open about having a newcomer. So, Norm decided in his spare time try to go and scout the place, get the resume and apply as soon as possible. Then a meek hand grab him by the forehead.
“You sure you had good sleep beforehand?”
Norm pushed the arm off, and looked at Archie’s eyes directly as if to warn him next time.
“Look, you don’t need to worry.” He then felt a yawn coming, much to his own annoyance. He tried to cover his mouth, which showed his prominent fangs due to his lips being pulled back. He noticed Archie staring at him intently, making him wonder if there was something in his mouth. But it turned out to be on his arm instead.
“How long did your doctor say the cast should worn?” An odd question.
“Two weeks, I’m getting it out on the weekends.” Looking back, Norm found it funny how as of late his cast was least of his worries.
“Oh. But what about now?” The red lights turned green, so they continued their chat while walking. “Any rash, pain? Can you move your arm properly?”
“Why are you so interested?” Norm stared at Archie’s eyes. This time they were “his”. Despite the added height, his shoulders looked narrow and slumped, and his tired eyes made him almost pathetic to look at. Whenever they talked, it felt like Norm was near a clump of air trying to bother him without ever telling him useful. What would these questions lead to?
Archie went silent. They walked like that for quite a while, make way down the shopping district, passing antiques and barbershops, until Archie finally was able to see the café at the corner. From the first glance, it seemed to be pretty big, almost at a size of a restaurant, with large cursive letter reading Boutique de Thé. Doesn’t that mean tea?
Norm went through its doors and immediately was hit with strong, almost sickening scent of coffee and annoyingly loud music accompaniment of, surprisingly enough, not of slow jazz. Instead, it was 40s swing music. The inside walls were purposefully old-fashioned yet classy décor, altogether giving café a more energetic look despite the calm surroundings.
As Norm followed Archie towards the counter, he noticed that many of the patrons were of his age, and maybe older albeit not by too much. The workers themselves, few who were making coffee, were also pretty young and were headed by a single bob-haired lioness lady with glasses. “Please follow me to get your order!” she told one customer, before quickly pointing one of the staff, a young rabbit to take the next customer. Best bet she was in charge. Focusing mostly on her and not anything else, not even on the menu (these pastries are hand-backed!?), he bid his time until he could get her attention. Sadly it seems that time would not even come close to him.
“Excuse me!” He tried to call for her. “Oh, we are sorry, but the line starts over there!” was the response he got and before he could go further, as she was already taken in by another. Guess should have known that coming in at rush hour would end like that, he thought to himself, and was ready to deafeatedly move towards the end of line. As he moved through the crowd trying to find his place, a thought occurred to him about where Archie would be, as he seemed to have left him alone. Norm quickly checked around to find him talking to another monkey wearing a business suit.
Does they know each other? Thinking of this as opportunity, Norm rushed towards the two of them, only to be noticed as he was nearing in.
“Hey!”
“Hi, so you are Norm?” There were few differences between him and Norm, for one he was shorter, and his hair was more kept, with trimmed sideburns. Also, he was a gorilla to Norm’s baboon.
“Yes?” A mix of hope clumped under the force known as fear, Norm tried his best to compose himself.
“Well,” the other person sighed as he looked down to his notepad, “we haven’t been looking for anyone new here, so…”
“Hey, are those pizza dumplings?” Archie interrupted him. “CAN YOU NOT!” Silence fell down as Norm’s voice banged the room. All looked at the sole loud monkey. He nearly bit his nails again, how stupid.
“YES WE CAN!!!” A loud voice reverbed in the opposite direction, mainly from the door. A tall, actually, a REALLY tall person walked in wearing bring red fall jacket and pair of high-heeled boots. “HOLA! How’s everyone, WHOOO! I have never been so ran down in my life before…” He immediately stopped to look around to find people simply murmuring. “Is this a wrong time? *look at each side* How about this? We are having a ticket give away today and you can look at these-” he pointed at the ape and Archie, “-two, Hi, and see how you win them. Oh hi sweetie!” He waved, to which the lioness with glasses waved back.
He swiftly moved towards the three, each step revealing more of his appearance: shoulder length lavender hair, big glasses, heavy make-up and beautifully ornamented scarf. He gave each of the three a small wave, not noticing a crowd slowly building up behind him. The ape grabbed him by the arm to lower himself.
“Hi darling.”
“Okay, what tickets?” The ape folded his arms, only to be given an envelope by the latter. “Here, got them earlier this morning.” “Okay, what games?”
The tall one simply smirked and looked at both him and Archie.
“C’mon, it’s not like you two can’t make up one. Oh by the way, hi Archie! Long time no see, what are you doing here.”
“I wanted to ask Graysen if you guys are hiring for new members?” He pointed to Norm, who just at that moment realized they were in the same room. The tall monkey, at least that’s what Norm figured him to be, what with the lack of fur aside from his head, stared directly at him and smiled.
“Is that so? Oh my, let’s start the interview already then!” Norm felt himself grabbed, but he could not tell by what exactly. As he was dragged after the guy, Graysen began trying to cut in telling that there was no need for new employees. The other barely listened.
“Anyway, call me Ay, how do you do?”
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It was the following day, and Norm was standing by the crosswalk, rubbing his tired eyes. Nothing much happened after the whole talk, unfortunately. Despite Archie’s insistence, neither of the couple had anything in mind for him, or even knew there was an open position. Damira was an employer of a large dietary clinic, and with his experience, would only allow him to at least be a receptionist, which they already had. Tan owned a lodge that is located much farther than they both were. Apparently, he manages visit it each day and yet somehow have fun with his buddies, however, the distance would be too much for Norm.
The only other solution? Coffee shop not too far from here. It was owned by their friend apparently, who would be very open about having a newcomer. So, Norm decided in his spare time try to go and scout the place, get the resume and apply as soon as possible. Then a meek hand grab him by the forehead.
“You sure you had good sleep beforehand?”
Norm pushed the arm off, and looked at Archie’s eyes directly as if to warn him next time.
“Look, you don’t need to worry.” He then felt a yawn coming, much to his own annoyance. He tried to cover his mouth, which showed his prominent fangs due to his lips being pulled back. He noticed Archie staring at him intently, making him wonder if there was something in his mouth. But it turned out to be on his arm instead.
“How long did your doctor say the cast should worn?” An odd question.
“Two weeks, I’m getting it out on the weekends.” Looking back, Norm found it funny how as of late his cast was least of his worries.
“Oh. But what about now?” The red lights turned green, so they continued their chat while walking. “Any rash, pain? Can you move your arm properly?”
“Why are you so interested?” Norm stared at Archie’s eyes. This time they were “his”. Despite the added height, his shoulders looked narrow and slumped, and his tired eyes made him almost pathetic to look at. Whenever they talked, it felt like Norm was near a clump of air trying to bother him without ever telling him useful. What would these questions lead to?
Archie went silent. They walked like that for quite a while, make way down the shopping district, passing antiques and barbershops, until Archie finally was able to see the café at the corner. From the first glance, it seemed to be pretty big, almost at a size of a restaurant, with large cursive letter reading Boutique de Thé. Doesn’t that mean tea?
Norm went through its doors and immediately was hit with strong, almost sickening scent of coffee and annoyingly loud music accompaniment of, surprisingly enough, not of slow jazz. Instead, it was 40s swing music. The inside walls were purposefully old-fashioned yet classy décor, altogether giving café a more energetic look despite the calm surroundings.
As Norm followed Archie towards the counter, he noticed that many of the patrons were of his age, and maybe older albeit not by too much. The workers themselves, few who were making coffee, were also pretty young and were headed by a single bob-haired lioness lady with glasses. “Please follow me to get your order!” she told one customer, before quickly pointing one of the staff, a young rabbit to take the next customer. Best bet she was in charge. Focusing mostly on her and not anything else, not even on the menu (these pastries are hand-backed!?), he bid his time until he could get her attention. Sadly it seems that time would not even come close to him.
“Excuse me!” He tried to call for her. “Oh, we are sorry, but the line starts over there!” was the response he got and before he could go further, as she was already taken in by another. Guess should have known that coming in at rush hour would end like that, he thought to himself, and was ready to deafeatedly move towards the end of line. As he moved through the crowd trying to find his place, a thought occurred to him about where Archie would be, as he seemed to have left him alone. Norm quickly checked around to find him talking to another monkey wearing a business suit.
Does they know each other? Thinking of this as opportunity, Norm rushed towards the two of them, only to be noticed as he was nearing in.
“Hey!”
“Hi, so you are Norm?” There were few differences between him and Norm, for one he was shorter, and his hair was more kept, with trimmed sideburns. Also, he was a gorilla to Norm’s baboon.
“Yes?” A mix of hope clumped under the force known as fear, Norm tried his best to compose himself.
“Well,” the other person sighed as he looked down to his notepad, “we haven’t been looking for anyone new here, so…”
“Hey, are those pizza dumplings?” Archie interrupted him. “CAN YOU NOT!” Silence fell down as Norm’s voice banged the room. All looked at the sole loud monkey. He nearly bit his nails again, how stupid.
“YES WE CAN!!!” A loud voice reverbed in the opposite direction, mainly from the door. A tall, actually, a REALLY tall person walked in wearing bring red fall jacket and pair of high-heeled boots. “HOLA! How’s everyone, WHOOO! I have never been so ran down in my life before…” He immediately stopped to look around to find people simply murmuring. “Is this a wrong time? *look at each side* How about this? We are having a ticket give away today and you can look at these-” he pointed at the ape and Archie, “-two, Hi, and see how you win them. Oh hi sweetie!” He waved, to which the lioness with glasses waved back.
He swiftly moved towards the three, each step revealing more of his appearance: shoulder length lavender hair, big glasses, heavy make-up and beautifully ornamented scarf. He gave each of the three a small wave, not noticing a crowd slowly building up behind him. The ape grabbed him by the arm to lower himself.
“Hi darling.”
“Okay, what tickets?” The ape folded his arms, only to be given an envelope by the latter. “Here, got them earlier this morning.” “Okay, what games?”
The tall one simply smirked and looked at both him and Archie.
“C’mon, it’s not like you two can’t make up one. Oh by the way, hi Archie! Long time no see, what are you doing here.”
“I wanted to ask Graysen if you guys are hiring for new members?” He pointed to Norm, who just at that moment realized they were in the same room. The tall monkey, at least that’s what Norm figured him to be, what with the lack of fur aside from his head, stared directly at him and smiled.
“Is that so? Oh my, let’s start the interview already then!” Norm felt himself grabbed, but he could not tell by what exactly. As he was dragged after the guy, Graysen began trying to cut in telling that there was no need for new employees. The other barely listened.
“Anyway, call me Ay, how do you do?”
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