Oblivious

Chapter 22: Knocked

We eventually got to the front of the line, and Mini ordered for me because I had no idea what I was doing. We contemplated staying inside the busy, air-conditioned shop, or calling some of the guys over to Craig's hotel for videogames and chill.

It didn't take us long to decide to go with the second idea, since it would probably be better if he had more footage to upload. Also because there was nowhere to sit inside so, what's the point of staying.

We walked about 12 blocks to get to the Starbucks, so we called Nogla first and asked him to give us a ride. At first, he declined, but I continued begging him to come get us.

"Pleaseeeee," I whined into the phone.

We had already stepped outside the starbucks, So I knew I wasn't disturbing anybody's 'work'.

"You'd already be driving to my hotel so why not pick us up?" Mini argued next to me, we put Nogla on speaker phone.

"What would I get out of this?" Nogla said, sounding cheeky.

"Uhhh," Mini thought. "You can have my empty starbucks cup,"

"Wha-" Nogla laughed. "I'm not a dog! I don't play with empty cups," He paused. "....All the time." Making us laugh.

"I'll let you win whatever game we play, hows that for a deal." I offer.

"I'd win either way," He said, sounding cocky.

It was silent for a second as Craig and I looked at eachother with smiles on our faces, doubting Nogla.

"...Okay deal." He finally said through the phone.

Craig told him where the Starbucks was and shortly after, hung up the phone.

"So who else are you gonna invite over?" I ask.

"Probably Vanoss, maybe Marcel, Tyler, and yeah."

"Hmm." I look down at my cold drink in my hand that I haven't touched yet. "Sounds like a party,"

I watched Craig, watch me, put the straw in my mouth and take a sip. I immediately recognize the espresso.

"Oh no," I look up at Craig who was watching my reaction intently.

"You don't like it?" He asked, he looked calm about it, but he sounded surprised.

I frown at him. "I love it!" I said, sounding like a whine. I take another sip as he laughs at my frustration for liking it.

"Now you know my struggles." He sips his drink as well. Watching me enjoy my drink probably made him want a sip of his even more.

"You may have gotten me as addicted as you," I said, holding the straw, wanting to take another sip of the refreshing liquid.

"Well then get ready to have absolutely no money," He said as he dialed a number into his phone and held it against his ear.

I take another two gulps before I mentally tell myself to slow down or else I'll burst.

"You wanna take a selfie with our Starbs," Mini asked, sounding sassy.

"Totally," I tried my best white-girl voice.

He snapped the picture, and I looked pretty cute in it, not gonna lie.

Mini was holding his cup up and doing his usual smile as I was sucking my straw, trying to look as white-girl as possible. I know, very stereotypical.

It was another 8 minutes before Craig was able to spot Nogla's car pull up. We walked toward it and he drove forward as we grabbed the door handle, messing with us.