imagines - finn wolfhard

.·:*¨ coffee shop: part i¨*:·.

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You were at your aunt's coffee shop working your shift on 7-10 am. You needed a lil extra cash and your (favorite) aunt had gladly offered at her downtown Chicago coffee house "Flora's Beans". A wildly popular tourist attraction and if you played your cards right you'd get big tips. It had made Forbes' 'Top Ten Destinations in Chicago'.

At the moment it was 9:42 and all the "coffee rush hour" customers were up and out. Only a few customers had been there, a couple college kids studying on the beanies and an elderly couple at a table for 2.

"And your total is $19.56."

The lady handed me a twenty then left with piping hot coffee and two blueberry muffins in a bag. As the lady walked out a group of teenagers walked in the cafe.

They all sat down half booth and half table. They were 3 boys and 2 girls. One of the guys had a camera strap around his neck. He had a pale complexion, clean cut, bleached blond hair and blue eyes. The second guy had shaggy brown hair and brown eyes.He seemed to be telling a joke. The third looked older than the rest of em, late teens early twenties? He had shaggy black hair and brown eyes. The first girl had pale skin and long straight brown hair going down her waist. She was looking at the pictures with the blond kid. The second girl was laughing to the joke the second guy told, they were also holding hands. She had a back blunt haircut with forest green eyes.

The guy with the black mop of hair stood behind the guy who was currently ordering right now. Why does he look so familiar?

"And how may I help you sir?" I said to the old guy who has been at Flora's Beans prolly since it opened in 2001.

"Just the regular, Daisy, thank you." He smiled and I smiled back.

"Sure thing, Mr. Whitney." I replied back.

I turned around and called out to Isabella, my coworker and best friend, who was pouring herself a cup of coffee.

"Hey Bella, could you get Mr. Whitney black coffee and chocolate scones, please? Thank youu." She laughed at me

"Alrighty Dais." She started working on his coffee then I turned back around and said.

"What can I get you today?" The guy was looking at the menu trying to decide to get.

"My friends and I are visiting, what do you recommend?" He asked.

I looked at the printed menu then said

"Depends, do you want a hot or cold drink?"

"Uh, hot." I scanned the menu for customer favorites.

"Don't worry I'm not looking for the most expensive thing on the menu." I joked. He laughed and said

"I appreciate that."

We started talking about coffee options. He ordered and while we waited for the coffee we got on the topic of music.

"No way! Weezer and Blink 182 cannot be compared! They are the gods of rock music!" I stated.

He chuckled "No way! Weezer has New York vibes and Blink has Cali soul. You CAN compare the two."

I laughed. "You're such a fool."

He laughed harder. "You're unbelieveable."

I smiled and replied with a thank you.

The coffee was ready and as I was putting them in a holding tray when a boy around my age walked in and sat with the group of teenagers. He looked like the guy (whose name was Nick) who was ordering. Are they brothers? He had the same black hair but the boy had cute lil freckles.

As the boy sat down, Nick called out to him.

"Hey Finn, do you want anything?"

The boy looked my way and his pupils dilated. Shit. That's Finn Wolfhard.

word count: 626 words

authors note: hehe part 2? 🦄🌈💗🦋🌸