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As y/n sobbed her eyes out hiccuping like a angry seagull she tightly grabbed the rough fabric of the cabbage merchant's shirt. However, suddenly the bell of the cofee shop rang and a short gentleman trotted in. Y/n quickly rushed to wipe her tears on the corner of the cabbage merchant's ear and took a few rushed breaths in. Then she stood up, as the stool the sat on made a creaking sound.

"Ah! H-hello there Mr. Wasawski!, your usual I assume?" 

The green short fellow tapped his foot impatiently crushing a few roaches in the process and rubbed is big singular orb. Sighing, he looked up at y/n with a annoyed expresstion written all across his face. Clearly, he was stressed as he smelled like a fish that got a failed bbl and passed away halfway to heaven. 

"No, I would NOT like my usual, thank you very much." The green baldball expressed flailing his hands around like those car sale wiggly guys, and hitting the cabbage merchant in the leg in the process. The cabbage merchant was an alpha male so he felt no pain, and continued watching this unusual interaction.

"O-oh...what would you like then?" Y/n carefully asked, not wanting to anger Mr.Wasawski any further. Who knew if her manager was overhearing this! If she wanted to afford that trip to mt. Baldy she needed to keep her job, even if it was hard at times like these.

"A tear of a woman in love" 

"...Just that?are you sure?" 

Mr.Wasawski gave her the hardest of hard glares that even Gojo would be frightened and break into four peices!(booho)Then he exhaled a big breath, that it blew away y/n's petite body a few feet back.

"Just get me the tear woman!" he barked, checking his iron man watch and furowing his one eyebrow at the sight. "I have places to be! I have love potions to make!"

"B-b-b-but where would I get that?" Y/n brushed off the saliva off her waterproof apron(this has happened many times before). "We only sell second hand cofee, pancakes with roaches and mold on the side!"

Narrowing his eyes, the oversized booger sat down on one of the stools and narrowed his eyes.

"I dont care, just get me it"

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