Kinsey POVIt’s 10:00am now and I’m preparing the dishes for lunch for the hungry. Today I’m making homemade tomato basil soup with grilled cheese with a side salad and some pudding cups. I don’t have the help for breakfast or lunch like I do for dinner so everything is premade and wrapped. My guests know the drill by now. They help themselves to what they want and find their own seats. I don’t even need to be here for it. Luckily, its not as busy during the day as it usually is at night since most patrons are either at work or looking for work.“Good morning, pretty lady. And how are you this fine morning?” One of the patrons, Charles, came up to ask me.“Good morning,, Charles. I’m good today. How is your knee feeling? Did you make an appointment for the doctor yet?” I asked him. It’s the same small talk everyday. He’s had I t rough the past few years since his wife past away. He’s an older gentlemen with African American traits and silver hair. He’s always been nice if not sl

3rd Person POVIt’s now Wednesday and Mocha Munchies is now closed for the day. The three girl friends work at the shelter tonight. Lyric awaits impatiently for the text results from her appointment from the previous day. They needed about 24 hours for them to complete the tests. So long as she comes back clean, she’s in the clear. The night at the club will be behind her finally. She dealt with everything else, like if she even became pregnant and also dealt with the man himself. Telling him that that night is in the past now and we can move on separately, though she won’t admit it, she’s disappointed about it. She’s not sure why though since she knows nothing about the man, but the fact he’s intimidating, handsome, and seems like he requires submission. A part of Lyric wants to give that to him but another part would rather fight tooth and nail over it. She’s not sure what she was expecting anyway out of the encounter. Lyric as sure all he wanted was a one night stand with anyone wh