|Losers| Evan Peters x Fem! Reader

Jobs

You end up falling asleep until you feel the buzz of your phone go off, then hearing your ring tone go off. You stumble out of your bed and pick up your phone. 

"Yes hello, this is y/n." You say sheepishly 

"Hello y/n, I'm Amy, I'm the manager for the starbucks that you sent an application for. And I'm going to ask you some questions, actually I can hire you on the phone." She said in a jolly voice. 

"Alrighty, ask away."

"What would you do if you had a problem with another staff member?"

"I would just ignore them and focus on my job." You said

"Alright, I see that you want to be at the register, what would you do if a customer was being rude?" You felt a lie brew in your throat.

"I would stay calm through the whole transaction, the customers satisfaction is what were looking for right?" You said threw your thick layer of lies on what you would do. In reality you probably would just try not to freak out.

"Alright! thats all I need for you to answer right now. Your hired and well be seeing you on monday at 11pm." She said

"Looking forward too it." You said hanging up the phone.

You quickly got changed to go out and buy food from the nearest store, nothing fancy, just a black sweater and black jeans with some sneakers that probably didn't match your outfit.

Grabbing your keys and your phone you walked out the door of your apartment and locked it after.

You decied to go to starbucks and order your drink of your chosing and sat at a table to wait, pulling your phone out and texting rappidly. You look up to see a blonde curley haired guy walk in and order a latte. You sneakily took a pic of the back of his head, getting some of his face. He was cute, but not something you would fondle over for the whole day.

You saw as he payed for his order and walked to the table text to you and waited pathiently for his order. You made awkward eye contact with him, until you decided to weave at him, he weaved back. You then made a conversation, you didn't talk to people that much, but just copied what your other friends would do to their friends. Talked about what he's doing for the day, music, career, shit like that.

That was until he randomly talked to you like you were a ex girlfriend or something.

You got up and took your order, grabing the straw that they put on the side for you and removed the paper off of it and shoved the straw into your drink. Quickly after his order came.

While walking on teh side walk you were waiting at the cross walk when you felt the burning feeling hit the back of your sweater. Looking back you see the blonde from the coffee shop.

"What the hell?" You say

You just see him turn the corner and not turn a blind eye to you.

"You, asshole, did you just throw your fucking coffee at me?" You said calling out to him, he then turned to look to you.

"Yeah, it was a uneven sidewalk, I feel." You have him a 'what the fuck' look

"Your not even going to apologize?" You say to him

"Fine, sorry, enjoy your latte bitch." He says to you as he walks away, drinking the remains of the coffee.

You flip him off and continue your way to the store.

Once their you got all the shit you needed and left quickly, you called a taxi and drove you to your apartment.

Although, making it to your door, you see the same asshole.

Blondie.

"Hey asshole." You say, unlocking your door, hearing him stop infront of the room next to you.

"Oh its you."

"Whats your name by the way, since im your neighbor and all." You say

"Evan, yours?"

"Y/n, see you around dick."

"See you around too bitch." He says as you walk into your apartment shutting the door afterwards.

After a while you realized that this asshole is the worst neighbor in the world, he was so fuckign loud and he wouldn't shut up during phone calls and fucking ahd his tv blasting at midnight and shit.

You decided to fuck with him and faxed him shit like "Fuck you" or a image of the middle finger.

That was until your first day of work shit got interesting.

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