Vikk's POV
Coffee shops seem so typical. Like you go there just to find your soulmate or something.
That's 100% not my style, I just enjoy going.
Honestly, I'm not really a big coffee drinker, so i usually order tea or hot chocolate and enjoy that.
Books bring me joy which is cliché, but so do sports and video games, so I'm not all that bad.
As i walk into the very brightly coloured shop, i make my way up to the front with my black runners squeaking against the floor.
"Welcome to Coffee Dip, where its always love at first sip. How are you today?" The barista asks me when i get to the counter.
Their slogan has always been so shitty, but so amazing at the same time.
"Hey! I'm doing great today, how are you?" I ask him. He smiles softly at me and glances down for a quick second.
"I'm good. What can i get started for you today?" He asks, getting ready to take down my order.
"Honestly. I'm feeling adventurous today. I dislike coffee, and i assume you enjoy it at least a bit. Could you make me whatever your favourite coffee is?" I say to the man, or well Simon, as his tag says.
"Wowie, look it here. A new cult member!" He says followed by a laugh and tapping on the machine. "What size would that be in?" He asks me, looking up.
"Uh just a medium please." I smile to him and pull out my debit card. "That would be 3.28." He says.
I tap my card and move out of the way to where you pick up. As my coffee is being made, i play around on my phone and tap through Instagram.
Some reason, in the back of my head, i feel as if I've seen the barista before. Oh what was his name....
Was it Spencer?
Or maybe Steven?
Just as my brain plays the guessing game, the same boy comes over to me with my drink.
Simon.
It's Simon.
I'm so stupid.
"Here you go, good-looking boy." He smiles and winks softly.
"In this is 3 pumps of mocha, with cold brew with some peppermint foam on top and a chocolate sauce drizzle." He states, reading the coffee and then handing it to me.
I look at the cup, noticing how big it really is. I should have gotten a small since i don't think I'll like it.
"Take a sip! I wanna know what you think" He says with the biggest smile I've ever seen. I put the lid up to my mouth and tip it back.
The taste that enters my mouth is absolutely..
Disgusting.
I hate it.
Coffee is so bitter and gross and i hate it.
He looked so happy though. He looked so proud and joyful that someone wanted to drink what he likes.
I couldn't help but smile widely and say, "This is incredible! I love it. It tastes so good, I never thought coffee could taste like this!" and his face lights up.
I have never seen a grown man get so happy over something this small. He even jumped up and down a few times out of excitement.
"I'm so glad you liked it, I really hope you enjoy." He smiles. I walk away, slowly sipping the gross coffee and sit at my booth.
I don't want to waste it, so i just keep drinking even though i dislike it. I ended up finishing the coffee and reading 6 chapters of my book.
I didn't realize the time until one of the workers came and told me they were closing in 5 minutes. I packed up all my things, recycled my cup and made my way home.
I instantly threw my things on my couch and sat down, opening Instagram in the process. I search up Simon, and then my city.
To my surprise, there was a Simon Minter following me who lived in my city. He was private, so i couldn't view any photos.
His profile picture was of a sunrise or sunset so no luck there.
I'm not sure but I really want to find out.
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hi
uhh gimme prompts nd also y'all want a pt2? i have one for this
