The disguised wrecker

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Entering the cafe Cocoa Munch, I was attacked by the strong scent of caffeine and bakery items. It was too good to see this delicious smelling and even more delicious tasting food.

I looked around, scanning the small cafe, and spotted Tristan leaning his head on the cushion behind him. I literally salivated when I saw him wearing a black T-shirt that touched his toned muscles like second skin.

What a horny teenager you are.

"Snap out of your dream, Tristan boy."
"Did you just call me boy?"he asked with a scowl.
" Yes, what got your panties in a twist?" I asked,glaring at his scowl.
"You." He stated.
"My pleasure." I grinned widely.

I got on his nerve. Can anything be more blissful?

He was back to his old quiet self and the waitress came up to us.
"What would you like to order?" She asked while looking at Tristan and blushing. I snorted.

Obvious reaction.

I snapped my fingers to bring her attention to my existence and she blushed more deeply as I got the golden chance to smirk.
"I'd like one cold coffee along with French fries and a BBQ pizza."

"I'd like one black coffee for now." Tristan ordered.

She lightly nodded her head and was about to head off when I held her arm and brought her to my sitting position
"If you like him, you can try and order him too." I whispered to the girl as she turned tomato red and Tristan suspiciously looked at me.

I get the thrill out of teasing people. I live for the reactions.

"Cold coffee, really?" He asked unimpressed.
"Black coffee, really?" I grimaced at His choice as he shrugged.
" I guess we know each other's favourite coffee,then,huh?" I said.

I took out my pen and paper from my gigantic purse and began scribbling down questions.

I looked up to him to find him plainly staring at me and I went straight to business.

" Favourite colour?"
"Brown." Strange choice,I thought.

"Favourite food?"
"Chocolate." He slightly smiled while saying.

"What is your favourite pastime?"
" Staring at plants and flowers." He plainly admitted and I looked at his face with my lower jaw hanging low.

"I can't decide whether you're the most obvious person or the most interesting." I honestly spoke.

He nodded understandingly " I get that a lot."

What the shit? Did he just say that?

WEIRDO ALERT!

Oh, look who's talking.

I shook my head at myself.
"I have questions for you." He asked while scribbling down things on a piece of paper. His writing was cursive and long.

"Ask away." I muttered.

"What is your most favourite colour preference, dark or bright?"
"Bright, but I love the classic black."

"What is the one drink you dislike?"
"Milk." I groaned while saying.
My stomach churned even at the thought of that monstrous drink.

He raised a brow," I drink milk everyday, and , I like it ."

I shrugged, " Your preference."

" In your closet, what is the colour most of your clothes possess." He asked.
" Baloo." Singing, I happily answered, thinking about my blue coloured unicorn outfit .He raised one of his eyebrows at my answer." Baloo was a character in the book Mowgli." He said.
I rolled my eyes and answer as if annoyed," B-L-U-E. Blue." I spelled.

"This is boring." I sighed heavily and just at that point the waitress came with our ordered food.

As I was munching on my food,I spoke up again," I can't believe, we have received this project from our professor. It feels like I'd die racking my brain to understand you."

"In that case,we can do either of the three things. First, we should castrate one of her vital organs and twist it around inside her body while it is still in our grasp." He said.

"Which organ do you suggest?"
"Preferably the heart, but the intestines will do too."
I hummed," Is there any other idea?" I asked.
"Oh,or we can slowly cut each of her manicured fingers and along with that, we could cut off some flesh from her skin, apply pepper on it and piss on it." He said in a serious tone.

"And, what about the third option?"

"Or we can just suck it up, and finish with this God damned assignment." He groaned.

We just looked at each other for some seconds and burst out chuckling and giggling.

"Unfortunately the first two options are unfavourable due to the fact we could get caught and be sent to jail, and the last option is inevitable. "

"But can we eat first?" I asked and he simply nodded.

We munched our food in silence and I was thankful for that. I don't really like talking while eating food.

While I was eating, Tristan stole some of my French fries .
"Hey! Not my fries!" I groaned and he only smirked, stealing more fries from my plate.

I narrowed my eyes.                            "Do not eat my fries." I growled and he looked at me weirdly.

"Why do you become an angry young man - oops, I mean,an angry young woman every five seconds?"

I scoffed," I am actually quite civilized with other people but you provoke my inner werewolf to come out."

He looked shocked and panicked.
"W- what!?"

I rose both of my eyebrows.

"You're a ...... werewolf!?" He harshly whispered. Is he kidding me?

"Bad joke dude." I said and he looked confused . My eyes popped out so bad, you could find my eyeballs lying on the floor.

"Y- you actually thought that...... I am a werewolf?" I said trying to control my laughter but when his face turned red, I let it out. I was laughing as if the laughing gas was exposed in the air.

"You.....believe I was a werewolf!" I slightly squealed while laughing and people in the cafe looked at me as if I was some crazy girl who was talking about fucking werewolves.

Tristan hissed and he couldn't get any redder.
"Yes. I believe in legends. I admit. Happy?" He huffed and I giggled.

"I've never met a weirdo like you! You're fucking crazy!" I exclaimed and his eyes popped out.

"Same here." He said looking annoyed.

"I'm glad." I grinned .

"We are in the psychology class and we are psychotic. The irony." He spoke.

"YOU are potentially psychotic not ME." I corrected.
"You're just as crazy." He deadpanned.

I tapped my chin with my index finger as if I was in deep thought.

"Probably."