𝕀𝕟𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕖 - KSMP

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝟙

Hunter chuckled at how they were talking about him on the radio. Well, not necessarily him, per say. The persona he puts up as Axol, the vigilante with the power to make explosions. He just had saved some people from a burning building along with his friends, Tippler and Ska.

He knew who Ska was- Jay. His best friend, the mute asshole who got him a Hatsune Miku Binder for Christmas. But Tippler was a mystery.

He stretched, before hearing the bell jingle, indicating that somebody walked in. He resisted the urge to lie his head down and groan, he'd already dealt with too many stuck-up assholes ordering their "latte's" and "espresso's" before treating Hunter like shit because "a child should be in school, not making coffee. You're doing it wrong." Hunter almost got lost in thought before looking up at the newcomer.

She didn't seem like a stuck-up bitch. Light blonde hair tied in a ponytail with bushy bangs, fair skin, a white t-shirt with a magenta hoodie around her waist. Hunter couldn't see her lower half behind the counter, but he could tell this might be a Starbucks bitch.

Her grey-blue eyes blinked in concern, a small smile on her face. Hunter felt heat rise to his face as he straightened his back, ready to take the order.

"Can I get two chocolate croissants with an iced caramel frappe, and a Mint Honey Citrus tea please?" God her voice was cute.

"S-Sure! Can I get a name for that?" Hunter quickly typed out the order, awaiting the girls name.

"Tilly."

"Alright your total is **.**."

After she paid, she went to sit down. She pulled out her phone and was scrolling mindlessly as Hunter had some panic. He ran through trying to perfect the order, he didn't exactly know why. It's not like he found the girl cute or anyth- oh wait.

Ah well. It's not like it's the weirdest day he's had.

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"You alright, Jay?"

When Hunter came in to their shitty apartment, Jay had been clutching one of his hands with a bloody towel.

Jay promptly shook his head No, before pointing at the kitchen where a knife sat, the blade stained in some blood.

Hunter just shook his head before going to continue what Jay started.

"What did we say about cutting spaghetti?"

Jay just huffed and scrunched up his nose before turning away.

"Prick."

Jay held out his middle-finger to Hunter, prompting him to giggle.

"We still going out tonight?"

Jay turned back to nod, smiling. He checked his wound, then went to the bathroom.

Jay and Hunter had a shitty free apartment from Hunter's boss for the café, Blapples. She said that they could live here and not pay for rent or bills, which made Hunter think she was rich. They were a retired hero, after all.

Hunter walked back to the one bedroom, neatening it up.

Didn't want to come home to a messy ass apartment, did they?