Franny & Faust (Francis/Barclay)
Dec 1, 2014 14:10:18 GMT -6
Post by fancypants on Dec 1, 2014 14:10:18 GMT -6
Francis had already been up and working by the crack of dawn. Sometimes he really hated his job. He loved to sleep in and was more of a night owl than a morning person. Though he kept himself in higher spirits by the time customers would enther his humble bakery, which wasn’t by eight or rather between nine and ten when the morning rush would start. He had enough time to wake up and smile every customer with his signature welcoming smile. He didn’t think there was anything wrong with faking smiles once in awhile if that meant regular customers.
A sincere gentle smile spread across his face when he turned around to see a very clean and nicely dressed Barclay. Was he ever that goodlooking? Francis pondered about it. He took the rose and smelled it. “It’s beautiful, thank you.” He lied it down on the counter. “I’m on it.” he said and turned around to make some earl grey for the flowerman. He put a croissant on a plate and serve dit all on a tray for him. “Here you are, Barclay.”
A sincere gentle smile spread across his face when he turned around to see a very clean and nicely dressed Barclay. Was he ever that goodlooking? Francis pondered about it. He took the rose and smelled it. “It’s beautiful, thank you.” He lied it down on the counter. “I’m on it.” he said and turned around to make some earl grey for the flowerman. He put a croissant on a plate and serve dit all on a tray for him. “Here you are, Barclay.”