Coffee house ~ dinluke au

Chapter 1- Unfortunate meeting

YOOOOOO IM BACK WRITING DINLUKE!!!! I MISSED IT.

Anyways on with the story...

Din Djarin's point of view:

"Din can you go and drop off thus order please?" Bo-Katan pushed a beverage carrier towards my chest, in shock I grabbed it. "Thanks."

"Woah woah, wait why cant Ashoka do it? She's our delivery gal!" I scoffed looking down at the coffees down in my hands.

"Please. She's off today, she's got the flu. Now can you go and deliver these. Its a ten minute walk." She informed me. I rolled my eyes. "Ill pay you an extra tenner?"

Suddenly, I perked up, "Got it! Be back soon." I smiled abruptly turning and making my way out of the door with the chime of the bell.

Walking down the busy streets of London on a work day was manic. You couldn't get from left to right without either being run over by a biker or pushed out the way by a mother with her ginormous pram.

To keep my mind of the stinging cold bracing my bare arms I decided to snoop at the drinks that had been ordered. Nothing all that special, seemed like quite a boring person.

Thats when I realised I had absolutely no clue where I was meant to be going. I pulled up the map on my phone and typed im the postcode stuck to one if the drinks. I sighed when I realised I needed to turn around and go the other way.

Abruptly, I turns but instead of walking straight forward I feel to the ground as if I had walked into a wall. The coffees was no longer in my hands and I looked up to be met with a far of a (very angry) man. "Ugh!" He exclaimed. Shaking his hand, sending droplets of coffee everywhere.

Briefly, I looked down at his shirt and saw the large brown stain on his perfectly white shirt. A nice one as well. Horror filled every bone in my body and I shuddered. Quickly I stood up, picking up the beverage holder and cups from the floor and said. "Im so sorry sir. That was an accident."

"An accident?!" The man screeched. He pulled the drenched part of his shirt briefly aqua from his abdomen and then almost exploded in anger as he saw the large brown stain. "Your going to have to replace this!"

"Yes of course." I nodded. "Im sorry about that, it was an accident. So how much for the shirt?" It couldn't be much, fifty quid at most.

"It cost me £4999." He spat.

I laughed, "Haha! Thats funny, now give me the actual number." I pulled my wallet out of my picket and glanced through the three £10 notes I had and a few 2p's.

He crossed his arms and his face didn't change, "Its a luxury brand. It cost £4999, and its also no longer available. It was a rerelease of one of their classic vintage pieces." He scowled.

My eyes filled with horror and surprise, "What?! Are you mental? I cant replace that! Look at me, I have thirty pounds and a few 2p's." I exclaimed holding up mg wallet for proof.

"Well you better figure it out then." He snarled, and then reached into his trouser pocket for something. He pulled out a slightly damp business and tucked it into my wallet. "Call me when you've got my money."

And he walked off. My jaw dropped in disbelief. Firstly- why and how would someone spend so much money on a shirt. Secondly- who did he think he was bossing people around. It was an innocent mistake! I could pay for professional stain removal in a free months, no a replacement!

I stomped back to the cafe in a mood. I swung open the door and saw no one was here. "I've just met the biggest twat ever!" I exclaimed to the room.

Bo-Katan's head perked up from behind the counter. "Ooo do tell." She urged me.

I threw the now empty coffee cups into the bin and stormed behind the counter. "I accidentally run into this stuck up prick and spill the coffees on his 'expensive' shirt and now have to pay him £4999!"

Bo-katan's eyes widened, "Oh Din, you're in deep shit." She sighed.

"I know." I exclaimed turning my back to the door and leaning against the counter to face her. "He was honestly the biggest narcissist I've ever met!" The bell at the door quickly rung and the door slammed. "I mens honestly, look at me! Why does that knob think I can pay for his vintage re-release shirt. Honestly some people should take a good, long hard look at themselves in the mirror and re-think their morals." I preached.

Bo-Katan rolled her eyes and said, "Good for you but we have a customer so can you take their order please?" She gestured to behind me.

I quickly turned around looking down and picking up my notebook, "What can I get for you?" I said without lifting my eyes.

"Biggest narcissist you've ever met huh? Well I suppose thats another title I can add to my name." A smug voice spoke. I looked up to see the very face I had bumped into half an hour earlier.

"Oh my word, I am so sorry. I didnt-" I started.

"Save it!" He snapped. "You will pay me back no matter what. I liked that dam shirt and I expect ever penny for it.

Bo-Katan stepped in, "Hold on, hold on. This has all been a huge misunderstanding. You see, Din here is really poor. And I mean really poor."

I shot a glance at her, "Bo!"

She shrugged, "Its true Din. You live in a one bedroom apartment with mould, you only have a sofa bed and suitcase for your stuff. Your phone is from like, 2008 and you dedicate your life to your cat. Lets face it your poor." She folded her arms.

"Yeah well I suppose your right." I mumbled.

Bo turned back go the man, "Truth is, he cant pay that back and be able to live. Is there anything else he can do? Anything at all?"

"Well..." he thought for a moment, "I suppose you could work at my company for a while. Unpaid of course. Lets see..." he went back into thought, "you would have to work five months full time." He smiled bitterly.

"Five months?!" I spluttered out. "How will I work here, I need at least one pay check!"

"You can work the nighttime shift at my place. Thats when I'm usually there anyway, not much of a day person." He told me.

"Well..." I racked my brain for any reason this couldn't go ahead, "I have a cat! He'll die if im not there to feed him."

"Bring him," he offered, "I can get some cat food for my office and he can stay with me. I could use the company anyway. Any other objections or are you done spluttering around?" He smirked.

I sighed.

"Great, you start five pm on Monday. All the other details are on my business card." And with that he left.

I stood in silence and horror.

"Well at least he likes animals." Bo shrugged and I turned my head with a glare.

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