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A cup of Coffee was all he wanted,but why did he wind up coming back to the same shop?
A soft bell ringed as Yaku opened the doors of a small Coffee shop.The lines weren't packed,but the some of the tables were.
Maybe they do orders quickly.
He was wrong though.
A yellow haired with black roots was lecturing a guy three times taller than Yaku,which was starting to piss him off.
"You put the cream in that cup!"
"Shutup Kenma!"
Walking towards the cashier register,he flashed Yaku a smile.
"Hey,what would you like to order today?"
Looking at the options,he said-
"A cold brew coffee, thanks."
Putting his hand on his forehead like an air pilot,he walked to the back.
What a dork.
Morisuke looked around the shop,it seemed cozy.Until someone started yelling.
"I asked for SOY MILK.NOT normal milk,change my order." The male slid the cup back to the short built male.
"Sir,that is Soy Milk."
"Its too dry,Soy milk is sweet.This isn't right."
"It could be a different brand."
Yaku's eyes grow guilt at the man trying to make the customer any angrier than he already was.
Pots and pans clatter before a tall guy stumbled towards Yaku.
"Here's your order!"
He looked out of breath,something Yaku was not used to.
"LEV!"
The reply came from a black hair man with natural messy hair,which was spiked upwards.
"Yes,I did his order correctly.I don't know why hes so mad."
"BECAUSE THIS," He slammed the cup of coffee on the table.
"THIS ISN'T SOY MILK."
The rooster head tilted his head to the side.
"That's the only Soy milk we have here,sir."
A guy with a Mohawk that appears to be dyed blond,walks in front of the counter table.
"Kenma,you said there was one guy,why are you struggling?"
Singling his eyes to an angry costumer,everyone including Kuroo knew what was happening.
