Barely organic (ereri/riren! teacherxstudent)

Lose yourself but don't get lost

Jesus if these dickheads won't back up already, I thought. Today was Saturday, a lousy one at that but it cooled me down from all the heat from yesterday. Though the day itself wasn't all that bad, my job was different. see, I work at a cafe....but not the coffee types, in my judgment/experience... it's like a shop guys go to for flirting or chatting. Which is why I hate this place, all the flirting makes my head hurt and it's painful to watch them try to smooch me up with sweet words.

Despite all the flirting, the pay makes up for it. I pulled out the man's change and forced a smile on my face. His eyes showed lust, though he doesn't even know me and my personality. To make matters worse, there were 5 other guys in line ready to do the same damn thing. 

" so.." he trucked on...trying to keep this sorry-ass conversation going, " Your name's eren huh? it's cute... I like it. maybe I can..discover other things about you?" I mentally cringed at his pursuit of 'going out with me'. I shake my head nicely and handed him his change, " no sir...sorry, may you have a nice day." I rolled my eyes as I looked down. I groaned as a guy spoke politely, " must have been a struggle getting him to leave.."

I ignored his comment, simply because I know he's like the rest of these horny guys. I look up and slumped a little gripping my cash-register, "sir may you please take your order..not to be pushy but there is a line behind you." his face looked quite embarrassed, but for what? It's not like I gave away his business! 

I gave the rest of the men their orders and smiled at me being on break. I went to the back and grabbed a cookie and sat out in the back. I sighed looking at cars passing by and teens smoking/drinking/playing. " looks like fun." I mumbled and ate the last piece of my cookie. I dusted the crumbs off and went back in the building patting Sasha on the back so I can go back on my shift. I plastered a smile on my face and frowned to see a man come in looking as though his day was hella rough. Heavy eyes, frown, and eyebrows that formed wrinkles. great now I gotta deal with attitude as if flirting wasn't enough. 

I shook my head and mentally lectured myself for judging him and smiled as he approached the counter. "Hi sir, what can I get for you today?" I asked, and from his reaction, he looked like he never had coffee before, I bet its true. His eye scanned the board above me and looked at me, his face transformed from pissed to overwhelmed. 

"Do you need assistance?" I leaned against the counter with my hands connected as I smile at his confusion. 

" Is it obvious?" his tone was sarcasm, well I can too be sarcastic. 

" I wouldn't ask if it wasn't sir." I snickered a bit at his reaction like no one went this far with his attitude. I shifted my body to look at the board then turned back at him, " Number 7 would suit your taste, rich coffee with heavy vanilla creamer and ice topped off with whipped cream and Carmel drizzle...all pay for yah for this interesting conversation." he was puzzled but soon relaxed. 

"Thanks for the offer of paying but I'm not a broke man...but I'll order the-the-"

"Number 7?" I chuckled at his ignorance of what I just told him, I rung his order up and made his drink, I reached my hand out before giving his coffee, " $6.14 please!"

"Damn you guys are expensive..." he groaned reaching into his back pocket.

"Well, you aren't a broke man according to what you said." 

"Thanks for reminding me, brat." He looked at me crossly, but not too grumpy, it looked playful if you ask me. 

The transaction was made and his coffee was given, I leaned on the counter happy he was the last customer and friendliest customer. I yawned as Sasha and I closed the store.