𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨 𝐒𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭

22' "One Love, Two Mouths"

𝚂𝙾𝙼𝙴𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸𝙽 𝙹𝙰𝙽𝚄𝙰𝚁𝚈, 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟺.
AROMA & AMBIANCE CAFÉ, 𝙲𝙻𝙴𝚅𝙴𝙻𝙰𝙽𝙳, 𝙾𝙷📍𝟼:𝟹𝟹𝙿𝙼

"Thank you, have a nice night." I wave to the lady as she leaves.

"Ty could you get me some refills for these? Getting low." I say loudly since he's in the kitchen.

"I got you." He makes his way to the back and I turn around, seeing a bunch of customers come in.

"Aw fuck." I mumble, pouting until a blonde guy approaches me.

"Hi, what can I get for you today?" I force my voice, staring up at him patiently.

"Uhhh—what do you usually suggest?" He smiles down at me and I sigh, nigga what the fuck did you come in here for? Fun?

"Um..." I rub my forehead in thought. What are the most expensive items in here?

"Usually a dark mocha or a caramel macchiato." I shrug. I'm so smart, money hungry ass genius.

His eyes fall below my neck and he scoffs with a smile. Um hello?

"Those are nice.." He mutters and I furrow my eyebrows, mean mugging him.

"Nigga what?" I sigh, placing both hands onto the counter and tilting my head in disbelief.

"Choices, those are nice choices—you can get me the macchiato." He chuckles, going into his pocket and pulling out a twenty.

"Keep the change." He glances down at my chest as I take the money, the little bell chimes making me glance at the door and lo and behold it's my man.

A small smile spreads onto my as I look back down at the register and separate the actual amount from the tip.

"Okay, it'll be ready for you in a moment." I try not to look at the man in front of me as I pull my shirt up. Picked a bad day to wear it.

"So, when's your shift over?" He puts his hand into his pocket and I sigh.

"I have customers behind you, move.." I mutter, pointing behind him. He pulls out another twenty and slides it across the counter.

"That's for you." He leans onto the counter and I fidget with my necklace, feeling uneasy.

"Please move." My tone sounds more irritated, I turn around to grab a lid for his drink.