Bts imagines

Caramel macchiato

A/N: This was requested from an anonymous account from tumblr. This is the first time I've written something like this so bear with me. Thanks and try to give me some critique about my writing style and how I could improve. Btw english is not my first language, so it's okay to give me some tips. Appreciate some feedback. Let's begin.

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To say I had an awful day would be an understatement.

Let's see it all started at 6 o'clock in the morning when my alarm should've woken me up alot earlier then the time it went off. Mind you, I studied a whole bunch yesterday because I decided to procrastinate yet again on my essay that was due today. I thought maybe the universe would have mercy on my poor soul. Yet again I've been mistaken for a fool just because, I always repeated the same unhealthy habit of me waiting until the very last minute to finish a project.

The universe must've been mocking me because, I attempted brushing my teeth while putting on my shirt, that I've found somewhere near the pile of dirty clothes next to the old pizza that smells like sushi. How pathetic.

I knew I really felt like a screw up the moment I stepped out of the apartment to notice that I wasn't wearing any shoes, But I was wearing a nice jacket that unfortunately didn't match the rest of my clothing.

Today was not my day. I sighed. Maybe things will look up from here. It doesn't hurt to be positive.

Just as I arrived at my school, the gods decided they wanted to tease me just one last time, by letting me trip over nothing but air and letting my papers fly out of my hands that I've worked so hard on into the nasty puddle nearby. Great. Couldn't get any better.

Next time. There's always a next time.

I fell to the ground and I had laid there in the itchy grass for quite some time now. My class already started by then, but I just couldn't get myself to face society at the moment, so I was basically laying there until the day started to go my way.

It was obvious that I was gonna fail this assignment, yet I felt relieved at the thought of a monday without projects due the next day.

Yeah. Next time. I'll ace it next time.

After a few gloomy moments of me moping about my life. I decided it'd be best and less tragic for me to just get up, so people wouldn't have to ask me why I was on the ground mumbling something about "gods" and "mocking".

I started to rearrange my clothes, so that I didn't look more distressed than I already did. Then I took my phone out of my bag and pressed the "front" of my camera. I shrieked at my reflection. My hair was sticking up in weird directions. The bags under my eyes looked similar to that of a raccoon. Gosh.

But that wasn't going to stop me from stuffing my mouth with cupcakes, because boy was I hungry.

Well that's a good idea. Wouldn't mind going for some sugary cupcakes right about now, to brighten my already sour mood.

I walked to my favorite coffee shop that was on the other side of campus, It wouldn't hurt to indulge in some sweets. I totally deserved it with all the stress that was monday. The popular coffee shop that sold lots of sweets and is really famous for their caramel macchiato.

After the horrific morning I was having, I perked up  at the smell of sugary sweets and delectable baked goods ready to empty my wallet. As I entered the shop the scent hit me even harder, it was even more cozy inside the shop and I honestly never wanted to leave. I could just sleep here forever.

The shop was covered in pastel colors that were a bit too cute for my taste but wasn't unwelcome. The tables were a dark mahogany contrasting sharply to the softness surrounding it. At first glance it seems a bit out of place but the longer you stare at it, it blends together seamlessly. Pretty. That was all I could think of.