Is This Even Coffee?

Latte

Today was hella busy. Everyone and their great grandmother came in. But it gave you time to practice your next plan for the assholes drink. Today you were gonna make him a latte with some 3D art. You saw some cute ones online of cats, bears, bunnies and even an octopus! But you came across some that looked like a cockroach. Thank god it was busy because some people were ordering lattes and it gave you some practice.

Your first ones looked so ugly. Cats that would look in two different directions, bears with with a fucked up face, etc. With every drink you made you got a little bit better. Some of the animals were looking like animals. You even managed to practice a cockroach or two on a rude customer.
Finally, he came in. It was still crazy full when he came in, so he'd have to wait. But that gave you a good reason for taking a long time with his drink. You would need to take his name since it was full. That's when you realized you never got his name. You just called him "the asshole."

"One coffee with milk." He demanded.

"Name?" You asked.

"Name? You don't know it?" He said a bit surprised.

"Nope." You stared at him.

"That explains a lot." He said scoffed.

"Yeah, guess you're not as important as you think you are." You retorted.

His jaw dropped a bit as he just stared at you.

"I could have you fired." He replied.

"Oh no. I'm so scared." You said sarcastically.

"Seto." He said.

"Wait for your order." You said as you shoo'd him off.

He walked away looking a bit shell shocked. Everyone around you looked a bit surprised. You didn't care. A rude customer was gonna learn not to fuck with you. You took more orders and helped the other barista make drinks once things calmed down. You made sure they didn't do Seto's drink. You made the latte with your special cockroach art. You called his name, and he came and got it.

"What is this?" He asked.

"Coffee." You replied.

He stared at it and then at you. Without breaking the gaze, he ate the foamy roach. You just smiled and told him to have a good day. You made sure to say it in a tone that implied for him to go fuck himself.

You finished up your shift around five thirty and helped your coworker to. Clean up and close up. Luckily as you head out you don't see Seto waiting for you outside like some fucking coffee cryptid. He really thinks of he's important too. "You don't know my name?" You mockingly say out loud to yourself as you unlock your car.

The next day wasn't as busy. Still busy but not like yesterday. You and your coworker made coffee as usual. When Seto came in she took his order. She promptly let you take over. This time you made another latte. Same bug design but you decided to add pumpkin spice flavoring to it. You called his name and went back to work.

"Really?" You head him exclaim.

You stopped and stared at him for a minute before going back to work.

"I want you to remake it." He demanded.

"Okay!" You said, grabbing the drink from his hand.

You made the same drink but added more pumpkin spice flavoring. You made sure to keep eye contact with him while you put the flavored syrup in it. Just to be extra you added cinnamon to the top. You handed it back to him and didn't even try to give your customer service voice.

"Enjoy your drink, sir." You said it with a deadpan voice.

He took his drink. "This is ridiculous." He mumbled as he walked out with it.

You felt accomplished. You continued your routine of the coffee shop till it was time for you to clock out. You walked out to your car and noticed the coffee cryptid himself. Seto.

"I'm off the clock and I'm not making you another coffee." You said as you walked past him.

"Why are you doing this?" He asked.

You stopped and turned to him. "Do you want the truth?" You asked him in return.

"Yes." He replied.

"You were an asshole to me for a whole week because I messed up your coffee once. Insisting it was wrong, even though it was correct. So this is my vengeance." You answered.

"That's unprofessional." He scoffed.

"I work a minimum wage job, if you want professional go somewhere else." You said as you walked to your car and got in.

You drove off leaving him there. When you got home you searched up flavor combinations that would make certain flavors. One seemed particularly interesting, a campfire latte.

The day comes and goes with the shop being less crowded. Surprisingly you didn't see Seto all day. That was until 10 minutes before the store closed. You told your coworker to finish cleaning up and you'll get his order over with. As you got to the cash register, he walked past you and sat down in the chair.

"Are you at least gonna order?" You asked.

"I'm pretty sure you know what I want and I'm pretty sure I know what you'll make." He spoke.

You shrugged your shoulders. He was right for once. You went to work making the campfire latte. It was basically s'mores but calling it campfire sounded cooler. It consisted of vanilla syrup, chocolate sauce, Latte, marshmallow and graham crackers. You made yourself some during you break to see if it tasted good and it wasn't too bad. When you finished you served it to him. As he took a sip, he choked.

"This is a dessert not coffee!" He exclaimed.

"What are you talking about? I used coffee." You remarked.

"Can you at least remake me something close to coffee?" He asked.

"No. It's closing time." You said.

"Remake my drink." He demanded.

"Dude. Just take the drink. I even gave it to you for free because I don't feel like recounting the till." You explained.

"I'm not leaving till you remake it." He said.

"Fine." You said as you left to help your coworker finish up.

You both finished up all the cleaning and clocked out. You grabbed your belongings and noticed Seto was still there. You sighed and walked up to him.

"You're really not budging?" You asked.

"Yes." He said.

"Okay then." You said as you grabbed him by the ear.

"What are you doing?!" He shouted at you as he was being dragged.

You managed to get him out the door as your coworker closed and locked the door behind you.

"You want to act like a child, then I'll treat you like one!" You shouted at him as you let go of his ear.

"I've never been treated with such disrespect before I wi-

You cut him off. "Get used to the disrespect pal! I don't care if you're the fucking King of Egypt! You don't get to come into this shop and be an ass!"

He threw his drink at you. You managed to dodge it by some miracle. And now you were pissed. Since it was a cold February you picked up some of the snow and made a snowball. You managed to chuck it right into his fucking face. You laughed triumphantly.

Soon you both got into a full-blown snowball fight. Getting hit and dodging a few. After a few minutes you both seemed to slow down. You could hear him breathing heavy only to notice how sore your arm was getting.

"This is childish." He panted as he made his way back to his car.

"No shit Sherlock." You replied.

You got to your own car and started the heater. It was fucking freezing and this asshole had you out here throwing snowballs. You hoped you didn't get sick because of this. You drove home and got into the comfort of a warm ass house.