Fiction || Word Prompt
Why I Am Here
The dreamed device
Previously, Sakukah and the regular customer were captivated by what the new customer said unexpectedly.
“Have you ever registered? Sounds like you’ve been here, though.” Sakukah returned with a large iced coffee he ordered.
He puts the syrup one after another.
“Yeah, I did before.” He drinks. One sip and another. That seems to satisfy half of his appetite.
“That’s good! You know, otherwise, they will have men in brown with a cute puppy to sniff around you and places.” She looks at him and the tablet, “What would you like to have this morning?”
“You don’t have the cronuts, do you?” He looks at her with very adorable eyes, she thought.
“I can try to get a few, but can’t guarantee it, okay? Anything you want to try?”
He looks down, presses the Today’s Special Power Meal (Morning), and asks, “Can you add some honey drizzled on the whipped cream for my pancakes?”
