Chapter 5 What A Silly Girl

A figure was leaning against the table, and a faint scent of perfume wafted over. Josephine looked up at the person speaking.

It was Avery Green, the owner of the coffee shop.

Avery was around 5’8” tall. She had short hair and was wearing a black T-shirt and sweatpants. A lot of people would mistake her for a man if she didn’t speak.

Back when Josephine first came for the interview, she was so shocked when Avery pinched her cheek. She only realized that Avery was a woman after hearing her voice.

Josephine put down the tablecloth and smiled while signing, “I’m already used to it.”

Avery glanced at her fingers, then at her teary eyes. She frowned.

Although Josephine gave a short and simple answer, Avery knew that it must be carrying so much pain and sorrow.

She handed over the cup of drink in her grip and said, “Your favorite matcha latte. Take it. Everyone gets one.”

Josephine thanked her and took a sip of the latte.

Noticing that Josie had stained the corner of her mouth with white foam, Avery reached out to wipe it off for her. “What a silly girl,” she said, pinching her cheeks.

melancholy and concern; it was

complexion as well as big eyes and long lashes. Whenever she stared at someone, she looked like a sad little

Josephine was not

used to something was a scary

was very kind. In order to understand what Josephine was saying, she had learned sign language by watching videos and could now understand most of what Josephine wanted

Josephine was afraid of making new friends

became friends with her last now sprayed disinfectant on where she sat.

but she suddenly took Josephine upstairs and said, “Come help me out

quickly put down her matcha latte and followed her up the stairs to a room at the corner of the second floor. Avery pushed open the

Avery was also a famous painter, at least according to her.

family didn’t support her interest in painting, so she opened a coffee shop as

Avery sat Josephine down on

obediently sat still

her and had painted

passed minute by

approached noon, heavy rain started pouring outside. Raindrops were tapping against the window, but the

phones

well. She put down the brush in her hand and said, “Fine, we’ll continue another day. Let’s go downstairs and see what all these people

shop became quite crowded as most people were

the seats in the shop so

orders here that are still uncompleted. Can you deliver them?” A female employee ran over

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