Corner Store Coffee Shop (sometimes villains stop by)-made by an orphan_account

chapter 2

Suffice to say, the fact that Siren came once was already a weird thing to acknowledge happened in his life -- he felt like it was a fever dream if anything and forgot it after a week. However, he can't live in peace because as soon as he forgot it happened, Siren came again and this time Tommy didn't bother letting out an annoyed groan. Again, the coffee shop was empty,

"Why?" he asked the universe, dragging out the 'Y', a clear complaint to anyone who knew what a complaint was. Clearly, Siren didn't know what a complaint was cause he smiled wide like Tommy was as happy to see him as he was to see Tommy. Tommy was not. He was very much feeling the opposite feeling.

He straightened up, "What would you like to drink today?" No fake lilt of happiness in his voice knowing that Siren could care less about him giving him an attitude. And honestly even if Siren did care, Tommy couldn't care less since there happened to be no customers coming during his shift for multiple days since there was a new coffee shop that opened up across the street. It was a corporate shop that was already popular so everyone who did go to their small shop decided to go there instead. If anything, he didn't doubt that less people were coming during the day, too.

He was lucky that Niki was so nice, she paid hourly even when there were no customers and they got to keep any tips they did earn. It would mean more if he got tips at all though, so he supposes that he was a little grateful for Siren being the first customer in a couple days that he's had.

"A black coffee like last time."

Tommy blinked at him slowly, "For your brother?" A nod. "Again? Can't he just get his own coffee himself?" He probably should not be implying that the Blade was lazy, but what was he going to do, he wasn't even there and even if he was Tommy could easily beat him in a fight.

"Would you like the Blade to come himself? That would look bad for business," Siren laughed. Probably at the image of the Blade's large figure entering the quaint shop. Would he even fit through the door? Who knows.

Tommy squinted at him, "And you aren't, Mister I'm-Siren-and-everyone-is-scared-of-me?" A knowing smile grew on Siren's face, he leaned forward a bit, kind of intimidating considering his height. Definitely taller than Tommy who wasn't too short himself. Tommy couldn't imagine how intimidating the Blade would be in person.

"Tommy, are you saying you're scared of me?" Siren sounded way too happy to say that. So either he was happy that he was scared of him or happy to have something to tease him for. He would have asked how Siren knew his name before he remembered he wore a nametag he always forgot was there cause absolutely none of the customers uses an employees name unless they were pretentious, which come few and far between at such late hours of the night. Or early, depending on whether they just woke up or were already up.

Tommy rolled his eyes after a small pause, "Of course not, I am the biggest man after all and could beat you in a fight! I could beat the Blade in a fight, too!" Which was true, of course. He started making the black coffee, same as last time. "Why does he need coffee so late? That doesn't seem very healthy, like, at all." He commented, looking down at the clock next to the coffee machine that read 2AM.

He was feeling bold that day, purposely misspelling Siren's name, which Siren should have been able to tell seeing as Tommy spelt his name right last time and 'Psyrin' seemed like a much harder thing to think of than Siren. When he handed the cup to Siren, Siren looked down at the name, already suspecting something was up when he saw Tommy pause for a second before he started writing his name down. Then he looked back at Tommy, then down at the cup again. "Really? My name's not even hard to spell, you literally spelled it right last time I came."