Dtf like caillou

Chapter 7

I decided to go back to the coffee shop five minutes after I ran away. Unfortunately Cai wasn't there but the hairy boy was there. He noticed my presence as I opened the door and the bell chimed. He looked different today. He was wearing a green coffee shop uniform since when does he work here?! He must have noticed my bewilderment because he approached me. He smirked his features looked familiar to someones I've seen before I brushed off that thought.
"I didn't think you would come back to be honest" he said. I glared at him, "Well I wouldn't have come back if I knew you worked here." I paused and searched for his name tag. I found it placed on his left side on his pants pocket, what a strange place to place it. It read, harry. So the hairy boy was named harry, how convenient. He then said, " I mean I probably would be to embarrassed to come back after crashing into the glass more than one time." I frowned, "Shut up harry." He laughed, "Oh so you learned my name it's about time I have been working here for a year and you barely now have noticed me good job dipshit!" I was offended by his harsh words even though he said it in a playful manner. I scoffed, "I'm sorry for not checking you out like other girls probably do. Maybe you're just not as attractive as you think you are, Harry." His face seemed to be phased by my comment, did I actually make him sad? Emotion flashed in his eyes for only a short moment and then his "bad boy" facade took over once again. "You know any girl would be lucky to have me. I could be extremely famous and you just insulted me." I was annoyed. He is just as conceited as all the guys my age are. I looked at him, I guess he did have nice features he had beautiful green eyes, dimples, and I guess his brown curls were kinda cute. Unfortunately his attitude and personality stripped away any possibility of attraction I could have towards him. I looked back up at him and laughed. I had an idea as I saw another name tag on the counter of the coffee shop. I grabbed a nearby Sharpie and wrote a name that more accurately described harry and walked up to him and stuck it on his forehead. He started laughing hysterically not a reaction I expected. In between laughs he said,"Are you five oh my Jesus Christ you wrote penis sack on a name tag!?" I started laughing too I couldn't help it his laugh was contagious. "A penis sack is a sack of penises and you kinda look like a penis your head is kinda pointy and you act like a dick so, if the shoe fits." He replied, "Well since you are rude and haven't even told me your name in going to call you genital." I laughed and was actually surprised that penis sack was actually not freaking out about his new name. Hey maybe penis sack can be my first kiss and maybe he won't mind my spicy phlegm. If only he didn't act like such a penis sack.