Grancrest oneshots

Business

3rd pov

Siluca has always loved her morning coffee, but the machine in her apartment had recently broken, and she could go to her father's place, but they would take time, so she instead chooses to head to a new place that had opened recently, praying they have something decent there. The name is cute - The Liberator - and the inside is nice, a cozy feel to it, soft music playing. They must've only just opened, because there's no one else there and the cashier is also not behind the counter. She moves forward, observing as she goes - the lights are a lovely shade of pale yellow, not too bright but not too dim after coming in from the sun. The tables are few and far between, but they're tops are clean and shiny, the chairs look comfortable. The booths look just as soft, and there appears to be an area for younger kids as well as teens to hang out, a small fenced off area and a small arcade. - stopping at the counter and ringing the bell.

"I'll be there in just a minute!" The voice is young, but deep and soft, a soothing sound after the loud noise of the city and her job, considering she's the 2nd hand to Imperial industries, helping her boss Marrine and her husband Alexis with everything. A young man comes out, the lights playing off his green hair, brown eyes rising from the cup he's cleaning as he moves. He's wearing simple clothes - a pair of black pants, a gray shirt with white outlines, and a white apron, gold splashed across it, black boots finishing it off - but it's clear he has experience.

"How may I help you today, ma'am?"

"Ah, I'm in a bit of a hurry and so do you have anything you can make quickly that's hot?"

"Sure, right away. Just give me a moment ma'am." Siluca takes the chance to look at the name tag : Theo and grins, but she really does need this quickly, so she waits. He comes back with a to go coffee, handing it to her and reading off her amount, taking the money and going to give her change, but she's already moved on, trying to get to work on time. He wonders how long it'll be before she reads what he put on her cup, and until he gets a chance to explain. Then the next customer comes in and he pushes aside the questions for later.

Siluca makes it on time, everything in her office where it needs to be, coffee in hand and tablet resting against her chest, hurrying towards the meeting room several floors up. She doesn't realize why everyone's giving her looks until she enters the meeting room and Villar asks, " Hi Stranger. I think you should really read the cups before you walk through the building, people might not give you looks that way." She turns the cup, finding he really wrote 'Hi Stranger' on the cup. She blushes, pushing aside her spark of anger and the bit of humiliation.

Then she takes a sip and decides to completely forget it, taking a long drink before putting it aside. With a moan, she turns to the projector, finding that the other company boss has not called just yet, so she continues to drink her coffee, giving her bosses the information they need as she does. Villar and his wife Margaret are also here, if only because they know the boss and might be able to convince them to sign over. Siluca continues to go to that coffee shop, with it maintaining a small but loyal amount of customers, arriving on about 7 on the dot most days and getting her cup handmade by Theo, though there are other workers this time.

She runs late once, disappointment - which she shoves aside - at not spotting Theo filling her chest. Petr is on the cashier, ringing everyone up and clipping the orders to the area behind him, hands rising to snatch them before noise starts coming. Siluca knows the workers back there - Priscilla, Juzel and Gluck - and finds herself enjoying the usual chaos she can hear back there ("Juzel, that's way too many sprinkles!" "Gluck, watch the foam!" "Priscilla, the cup!" "That's the wrong topping, you unholy man!" "That's not the right mixture, you nun!" "No, don't put anything else in that cup, metalhead!") as she approaches the counter.