Bang, Bang | P.P. Danger Days (UNDER EDITING)

Chapter 5: Coffee Shop Soundtrack

I woke up first, which was weird because I always sleep late. I check the digital alarm clock on my nightstand, and checked the time

6:27 am

Ugh, since I'm up I just got out of bed and saw that Kid was still sleeping. So, I just walk out of the room and into the diner.

I walk behind the grimy counter and I find a coffee maker, just sitting behind the counter. I've been here for more than a week, and I just find out that they have a coffee maker. What other secrets are they keeping form me?

I clean the coffee maker out because; let's be real, it was gross. I then dry it off and plug it in. I searched the cabinets for a mug. So far, I found a lot of spider webs and dust. I won't give up my search because, it's coffee.

Ten years later, I find one. It was a old Fall Out Boy mug with all of their faces on it, and I love it. I wash it out and put it to the side, and brew my coffee.

I heard shuffling from the left side of the room. I looked over to see a sleepy Party. His hair was all over the place, he wore Slytherin sweatpants, and an Iron Maiden shirt. He walked over to me and sat on one of the bar stools.

"Coffee?" I ask, and he nods sleepily. I search the cabinets again, and then I found a Green Day one with the American Idiot album on it.

I pour both mugs full with coffee, and pass one to Party. He mumbled a soft, "thanks" and I just nodded in response.

"Where did you find that?" He asks, sipping the hot coffee.

I take a small sip of mine, as well. "It was no joke, right there."

"I've been looking for that for ages. I think Kobra hid it from me, because I had like four cups a day." He says as he smiles. "I love coffee."

I laugh too, "Same."

He looks over at me. "I think we got off on a rough start."

"Yeah, I think so, too." I agree. "We should start over. Harley Quinn, nice to meetcha." I say, as I stick my hand out for him to shake.

"Party Poison, the man of your dreams." We both laugh and shake hands.

"To really think of it, we really don't know much about each other." Party said.

"Yeah, we just went right to hating each other." I agree.

"We should get to know each other better." He suggested.

"That's a good idea." I say. "First of all, GRYFFINDOR WINS THE HOUSE CUP!"

Party glares playfully and we both laugh.

"Listen, about last night-"

I turn to him, "So much for starting over."

Party laughed, and then his face turned serious. "Did it mean anything?"

I paused for a moment, and thought about it. I don't know what to say.

After a few cups of coffee, we were really energetic and asking each other stupid questions.

"What's one thing you're scared of." I ask, as I start to drink my third cup of coffee.

"I'm actually scared of needles." He says.

I look at him, "So you don't have any tattoos or piercings?"

He cringed, and shivered. "Nope. Nope. Nope. Have had, never will." He looked over at me again. "Do you have any tattoos or piercings?"

"I actually I do, wanna see?" I ask, and he nods. "All of my ear piercings are easy to see, but I don't know how you didn't notice my tattoos, their pretty obvious."