Told from barista’s (Donatella's) point of view

After my shift ended and the afternoon barista got here. I excitedly grabbed my bag and ran to the back. And as promised the goddess was sitting in the same seat waiting for me. I swear to god if I my alarm goes off and wakes me up i'm taking a blowtorch to it. The goddess unleashed her smile full force at me and the shear force of it knocked me on my ass. Alina burst into laughter seeing me sprawled on the floor. I expected her to jump over me and walk off. But she stood up and offered me her hand, “Come on sweetheart, let's get ice cream.” I was so happy. I grabbed her hand and jumped up. “Ok, lets go!”