God's POV
I gazed down at the earth, watching as people went about their lives. Some were kind and selfless, but many were greedy, selfish, and cruel. Humans… they never change. I sighed. Perhaps I should punish them… But before making any decisions, I turned my attention to my little angels. Their innocent laughter always brightened my mood.
I smiled as I listened in on their conversation.
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Baby & Cici's POV
Baby: "Look, Cici! I'm going to punish you for that!" She crossed her arms, trying to look serious, but her tiny pout only made her look cuter.
Cici: "No, God! I won't listen to you this time!" Cici stood with his arms folded, pretending to be rebellious.
I raised an eyebrow. What are they up to this time? Watching them from a distance, I saw Baby trying to stand like me, copying my posture and expressions.
Baby: "Look! I'll show you some magic!" She wiggled her fingers dramatically, imitating how I used my powers.
Cici: "Wow! It's so beautiful, God!" He gasped in awe, his eyes sparkling with admiration.
I fought the urge to laugh. Their acting skills were quite… interesting.
I cleared my throat. "Hmm…"
They froze. Their eyes widened in shock for a brief moment before they quickly turned their expressions into big, innocent smiles—so sweet that anyone's heart would melt.
Baby: "M-Mr. God! You're here! Uhm… Let's go! I want to watch my mother!" She grabbed Cici's hand, trying to distract me.
Cici: "Really?! Can I watch with you, please?" He clasped his hands together, giving me puppy eyes.
Baby: "Yes, of course! Right, Mr. God?" She beamed up at me.
I chuckled. "Alright then, let's start."
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Y/N's POV
I sat at my small dining table, quietly eating breakfast, but my mind kept wandering back to last night. James seemed a little embarrassed about the hug… but I know he was just stressed because of Miss Ava. She was causing a lot of trouble for him.
After finishing my meal, I locked my door and grabbed my bag, ready to leave for work. Just as I was about to step outside, my phone started ringing. I glanced at the screen—it was Emma.
"Hello, Emma—"
Before I could even finish my greeting, she cut me off excitedly.
Emma: "Y/N! Are you free today?"
"No, Emma, I have to go to the café. But why?"
Emma: "Are you free at 8 PM?"
"Hmm… I get off work at 6 PM, so yeah. What's going on?"
Emma: "Great! Send me the address of your workplace. I'll pick you up!"
Her answer made me pause. What is she up to?
"Emma, what are you planning?"
Emma: "Just send me the address, Y/N! We'll talk when we meet!"
She was being mysterious again.
"Alright, alright… I'll send it to you. Bye."
After ending the call, I sent her my location and headed out.
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At the Café
As I walked into the café, I spotted James standing by the counter, wiping down the surface. He glanced up and grinned when he saw me.
James: "Hey, Y/N! You're not late today. That's new!" He teased.
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah… I don't want to get fired, okay?"
He chuckled and ruffled my hair.
James: "Go change quickly. The boss will be here any minute."
I nodded and went to change into my uniform. Once I was ready, I joined James at the counter, and we started taking customer orders.
A few minutes later, James suddenly turned to me with a hesitant look.
James: "Hey, Y/N… can I ask you something?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Yeah, sure. What is it?"
He scratched the back of his neck, looking a little nervous.
James: "If I ask you to go to a movie with me… what would you say?"
I blinked in surprise. "Uh… what do you mean?"
James: "It's just… I bought tickets to see a movie with my girlfriend, but she's busy, so…" He trailed off, looking away awkwardly.
I smiled slightly. "Sorry, James, but I already made plans. My friend is picking me up after work."
James' expression shifted for a moment, but he quickly covered it up with a small laugh.
James: "Oh, I see. It's fine! But… which friend is this?"
Before I could answer, the café door swung open, and in walked Miss Ava.
James' back was facing her, so he didn't notice her arrival. I widened my eyes in warning.
"James, you have a customer."
He turned to me with a questioning look, then quickly understood what I meant. With a sigh, he whispered, "I'm going to the kitchen. Take her order and get rid of her."
Without another word, he disappeared into the kitchen just as Miss Ava approached the counter.
Miss Ava: "James, how are you?" She said in a sweet voice, trying to hug him from behind, but he had already vanished.
I cleared my throat. "Um… he's a little busy today, ma'am…"
Her expression darkened, but she forced a smile.
Miss Ava: "Fine. Just get me a coffee."
I nodded, quickly preparing her order. As I placed the cup in front of her, she narrowed her eyes at me.
Miss Ava: "Do you know who James' girlfriend is?"
I stiffened slightly. "I- I don't know."
Miss Ava: "Impossible. If you're his friend, you must have met her."
I shook my head. "No, ma'am."
She smirked. "Hmm… what's her name then?"
I hesitated. Should I even answer this?
"I… I can't tell you, sorry. But, ma'am, I think you should move on. There are plenty of great guys out there."
Her expression twisted in anger.
Miss Ava: "DON'T tell me what to do. HE. IS. MINE." She slammed her hands on the counter and stormed out of the café.
I let out a sigh of relief. "What a psycho…"
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After Work
I changed out of my uniform and grabbed my bag, stepping outside the café. I checked the time—6:05 PM. James was waiting for me, leaning against the wall.
James: "Let's go, Y—"
A loud car horn interrupted him. Emma pulled up in her car, rolling down the window.
Emma: "Come on, Y/N! We're already late!"
James looked slightly disappointed but smiled.
James: "So, she's your friend… I thought—"
"Emma, hold on! I'm coming!" I called out before turning back to James. "I'll call you later, okay?"
He gave me a small smile. "Alright."
I got into the car and waved at James as Emma drove off.
She glanced at me. "Who was that?"
"My coworker and best friend."
Emma narrowed her eyes. "I swear I've seen him somewhere before…what is his name
"James Wilson"
Emma: I know the surname but.....his name is not James anyway "
"Where are we going?"
Emma: "We're going to the club!"
I blinked. "Wait… WHAT?!"