Lover Boys / Disventure camp, James x Aiden /

You're fired /18+/

A few weeks had passed, and Aiden was really struggling with everything. Aiden had started his shift early that morning, and it had been a busy day at Starbucks. He had been on his feet for most of the day, serving customers and making drinks. Despite the non-stop work, Aiden always tried to keep a positive attitude and help customers with a smile, even when he was feeling tired or stressed. As the day dragged on, Aiden's energy levels began to dip, but he didn't have a chance to take a break until the late afternoon.

He took the opportunity to grab a quick snack in the back room and catch his breath for a few minutes, but he knew he couldn't spend too much time resting. His coworkers were counting on him to be on top of his game until the end of his shift, because of him being on Disventure Camp, that Starbuck's location was busy, more busy than what it was before he was on the show.

People were coming in and ordering just so that they can ask for a picture, or to request if he could make them their drink. The line was even going straight out the door and down the street. So, he went back out onto the floor and continued to take orders and make drinks, one after another, he occasionally let people take a quick selfie with him as he made their coffee.

By the end of the day, Aiden was not only physically exhausted, but mentally drained too. The non-stop work, pictures, and questions, had taken a toll on him, but he was determined to finish strong. Those bills weren't going to pay themselves, not to mention the medical bills from his top surgery piling up on the kitchen counter.

As he locked up the store and took a deep breath of fresh air, he felt a sense of relief knowing that he had done his job well, and he was done for the day. He was really hoping that tomorrow and the days after wouldn't be like this. Aiden had hoped that eventually the crowd would die down. If they won't, he would mostly likely have to quit or get fired, and this job was his only source of income.

Now that it was time to head home, Aiden got into his car, sat back and let out an exhausted sigh. He felt like his body was going to give out, as soon as he sat down. Aiden hadn't noticed it before, but he was more drained than what he thought.

He never would've thought that he would get this popular and famous from being on the show. But something's don't turn out the way people expect them to.

Aiden drove home in complete silence, not even bothering to turn on music, or even the radio. All he wanted was silence.

It didn't take long for Aiden to reach his apartment. Aiden shuffled tiredly to his apartment and unlocked it. He had mail on the floor, in-front of his door. Aiden rolled his eyes and let out an exaggerated "Ughh!" And bent down to grab it.

Aiden sorted through the mail, as he walked into his home, locking the door in the process. Furthermore, He started discarding the junk mail and setting aside the bills for later. He saw one of the bills was another medical one for his surgery.

He roughly rubbed his temple, then angrily throwing the mail in a random drawer in the kitchen. Aiden didn't want to even think about it right now, and how much it cost for him to simply be himself. He could barely afford his water bill as it was. The rising costs and prices is really making Aiden debate if he wanted to just move to a different country.

After 'sorting through his mail', Aiden headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower. The warm water pouring over him helped to wash away the stress of the day. It felt refreshing to wash off the grind of work and simply relax for a while. He probably made his whole house smell like coffee. Aiden stood in the water after he had washed himself for a while. He was in there for over an hour.

Eventually, Once he was done, Aiden slipped into a comfortable pair of pajamas and flopped down on his bed, exhausted. He picked up a book he had been meaning to read for a while but found himself nodding off after just a few pages. Aiden set the book aside and reached for his phone. He scrolled through social media, feeling more and more tired with the second.