After I was done working yesterday I went to Abby's apartment. We basically just went to sleep. I'm originally from Philadelphia so I don't really have anywhere to stay here in New York, that's why I'm currently sleeping in Abby's couch.
I walked towards the location of the photo shoot thinking about how I could take the best pictures of these 9 guys. Maybe I could spray them in silver color? I stopped walking and just stood there on the sidewalk laughing. Why would anybody want to see guys in silver? What was I even thinking. I kept walking and took out my phone. It was 10.40 am and I was supposed to be there at 11 am. I had a little time I thought and walked in to the closest Starbucks. Inside the Starbucks there were only a couple of people, some 14-year old girls taking selfies, 2 or 3 40 year olds and a teenage guy. The line wasn't very long so I quickly got to order my Ferrero Rocher Frappuccino. I noticed that the teenage boy was standing a couple of feet away from me, which made me nervous so I moved to where they would give me my drink. I looked over at the guy and he was looking at me.
"Caemorun?" a Starbucks worker called.
"It's pronounced Cameron," the teenage guy said obviously a little offended that the worker couldn't pronounce his name. He walked up in front of me without looking at me once and then took his drink. "Are the other drinks ready soon?" he asked looking behind the counter.
"Yes, they will be with you in the weeist of time," the worker said. I couldn't help myself but laugh at what she had just said. I covered my mouth so that she wouldn't hear it. 'Cameron' though suddenly turned around and was also laughing. He looked at me and when he saw that I was also laughing he smiled at me. I waited until the worker had gone away to talk to 'Cameron'. "Did she even understand that she said that?!" I asked him quietly laughing.
"I hope not," he answered still laughing. "Because that would mean that the other drinks will be done according to how long you should be peeing,"he said laughing even more. I laughed so much that my stomach hurt until I realized that I was laughing at the fact that a lady had mentioned peeing. And if that wasn't weird enough this guy was here laughing with me too.
"Grice," the worker called out. I stopped laughing and went to get my drink. "It's Grace," I said grabbing the drink still laughing.
"Whatever, Caemorun your drinks are ready," she said loudly.
'Cameron' went up to get all the drinks. There were about ten of them.
"Wow, you must be thirsty," I said smiling at him.
"Well, you know, you can never have too many Starbucks drinks," he said smiling back. He struggled picking them up.
"Do you need help?" I asked shyly.
"That would be awesome!" he said gratefully.
I picked up four of the drinks and he took the other ones.
"So where are you going?" I asked walking out of Starbucks.
"I'm going to somewhere close to Times Square," he said clearly confused.
"You do know that we are in Times Square now?" I asked him laughing.
He looked a little embarrassed at me and then asked me to hold all the drinks for a little while. I nodded and he started stacking them on top of each other. He then took out his phone and I heard him dial a number.
"Hey, it's Cam. Eh, what is this place called?" I heard him say stressed. "I am in Times Square now. Yes, I have the Starbucks." He looked at me as I was about to drop a drink. "Oh, eh I gotta go see ya soon," he said quickly helping me with the drinks.
"Sorry, I'm very clumsy," I told him a little embarrassed.
"That was defiantly not your fault," he said now holding the same amount of drinks as he did before. "Thanks for holding them."
"So where are we going?" I asked excitedly.
"Seventeen headquarters, which is over there," he said pointing at a sign.
"Oh, cool. I also work there," I said as we started walking towards my working place.
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