Pretty boy privileges- D

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I'm listening to music and i close my coffe shop. It's now 10 pm and feel myself get very tired.

I wash down the tables and underneath, count my tips, count the money i made, wash the windows, clean the counter, clean the coffee machines, and restock the creamer and sugars.

As I'm about to turn off my lights i forgot i haven't locked the door.

I walk back over and lock the door. As i turn around someone nocks on the door.

I turn around to see a man with dirty blond hair and light but deep blue eyes. Hot.

"Im sorry i know you just closed but can i please have a coffee, my friend said that you have good coffee and i forgot to come today and i can't wait for tomorrow please. I will pay you three times as much as a normal one costs" he pleads.

What who in there right mind would pay 36 dollars for a coffee god dam.

I think about it. I do need the money.

I sigh. Good thing you have pretty boy privileges.

I walk towards the door and unlock it. "Thank you" he says and smiles. I smile and nod in response, walking back to the counter. "What would you like" i ask. "I normally get a black coffee so sure i guess i will have that, sam" he says mine name a bit darker looking at my name pin.

I bite my lip and nod feeling my legs get weak. "Anything else" i ask trying to contain the heat in feeling already. God I'm such a whore

"Yea i think that's it" he says and gives me a 50 dollar bill. "Oh no i can't take this I'm sorry the original price is 12.50 this is 4 times the price you do know that" i politely decline. "No i insist, a pretty girl like you deserves it" he flirts.

I feel myself dampen and take the bill.

I don't say anything and run back to make it.

I come back and hand him his coffee. "Thank you darling, here" he flirts again handing me a folded 10 dollar bill. "No I'm sorry this is to much" i say and push his hand back. "To bad" he says and puts the green paper in the jar.

"I'll see you later sweetheart" I swallow nervously and watch him walk out.

I now take out the dollar but a small paper falls out.

Call me sometime, xxx-xxx-xxxx- Dacre Montgomery

That smooth son of a bitch.

I smile and lock the door. Looking out but not seeing him anywhere.

I walk back and turn off the lights.

I walk upstairs to my apartment and change.

I lie in bed and smile more from what happened .

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Sooooo first imagine😚 this is out of randomness so like yea.

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