Winds- DNF

Coffee.

"No, You're not gonna mix all the flavors into one, that's gonna be gross??"

"Well i won't throw up"

"What if you do and then we're slammed"

"Fine"

The two boys giggle, as the sound of a bell rings into there ears.
"Welcome!" The blonde quickly turns himself to the cash register, leaning himself on the counter.

"Thank you." The older boy said, looking into his pocket, on a search for his wallet. He slowly walks up, switching which pocket he's looking through. "One.. second.. There!" He pulls out a leather wallet, and moves quicker.

"Now what may I get you?" Dream says watching the boy scan the menu.

"Carmal mac— no.. Mocha? I don't even know what that is.." His hand underlines the words as he reads them.

"I can suggest you someth—" "Black coffee."

"Okay, what size?"

"Small?"

"12 oz, is that okay?"

"..."

Dream grabs one of the cups to show the size to him.

"Yea."

"1.09 is your total"

The boy opens his wallet quickly, placing down 5 dollars.

"Keep the change" He says as he looks up, with a bright smile.

Dream smiles while looking down, he grabs a cup and pen "Name for the order?" He looks up, making direct eye contact with him.

"George." He says.

"Well alright George, it'll be out soon as possible." Dream places the cup down and slides it over to the other boy.

George walks over, and sits at a seat placed in the wall, with a bench on either side, fit for one person only. As he sits, he looks at the two boys, who seemingly are having way too much fun to be working. A lid is being used as a Frisbee as they forget about his drink all together, but honestly so did George.