The Coffee Shop

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"Hello guys, it's your host Del," she smiled. "So, I have some news," she continues, beaming brightly. Minca stares into the distance, her expression blank and cold. "So Eileen left," she coughed under her breath. "And here's some news," Del started. "Becky left with one of the members of the audience. "However, we still have elimination," Del continued, as the contestant's face's turned cold. "So who will it be Minca?" Del grinned, sitting back down on her chair. 

"Harpe-

"Okay, bye bye Harper!" Maya teased, snickering. 

"WAIT!" Minca yelled, tears building up in her eyes, holding them in as much as she could. Harper turned back, as The grin, when it finally came, spread slowly across her face, moving all her freckles. "Maya, I'm sorry, but I'm eliminating you," Minca said, avoiding eye contact with anyone. Maya's jaw dropped as if she were so utterly offended, she couldn't speak. 

"You heard the girl...leave," Del snickered, as Maya slowly backed away out the door, her jaw still very dropped. 

She took a break, and went out for a walk. The air gave off an aroma of coffee. She followed the scent, to a small coffee shop. Inside, there was a man standing at the counter. He shrieked in frustration, as the coffee beans from the bag, spilled out across the floor. 

"You need help," Minca smiled, almost laughing. He glared back at her, with a cold look. "Geez, okay..." she rolled her eyes, standing above him, crossing her arms. "Ya' know what, I'mma just help you," she smiled, as he frowned at her.She kneeled down gathering up all the beans. "Don't you have a broom or something," she asked. His ice blue eyes, glared at her again. "Okay..." she said, giving a weak smile. She scooped all the coffee beans up from off the ground, and plopped them on the counter, as they jumped around. His eyes narrowed at her. "What is it?" she asked, spilling sass from her tone. 

"Nothing..." he coughed, rolling his eyes. 

"I better get some free coffee," she grinned, brushing her hands off on her pants. He looked away, and resumed his work. "Fine..." she sighed, walking towards the counter. 

"What can I get you?" he groaned, almost yawning. 

"Can I have a triple flat white espresso with a hint of cinnamon mixed in, oh and don't forget to blend in a double milk chocolate drizzle," she snickered, giving the man a cold stare. 

"Coming right up," he sighed, as the cash register spit out a receipt, as he strolled over to the coffee machine almost in a sloth like fashion. 

"So what's your deal," Minca asked, biting at her cookie. 

"My deal?" he asked, narrowing his eyes, as the coffee beans shot up, being grinded into a thin powder. 

"Yah, like are you having a bad day, or are you just always a this much of a grinch face," she said, in an insulting tone. 

"Are you just having a good day, or are you just always a prissy faced butt kisser," he insulted, removing the grounded coffee, from the machine. 

"I'd give you a nasty look right now, but it looks like you already have one," Minca laughed. 

"Okay, that was a good one," he started. "For a butt kisser," he said, nearly laughing. 

"Are you accusing my of kissing your butt," she laughed, almost looking insulted. 

"Yup," he said, almost smiling. 

"Well jokes on you, I'm too gay to kissyour butt," she laughed. 

"Yah, I could tell," he said, giving a snarky look. "You look gay," 

"What do you mean I look gay," Minca asked, arching her eyebrows. 

"You just give off the strong essense of gay," he said, finally flashing a smile. 

"What's your name," Minca asked, growing a little fond of him. 

"Mark, Mark Brown," he beamed, sliding the latte across the table. 

"Well thank you Mark Brown," she smirked. 

"No problem, what's your name," he asked, pulling up a chair beside her. 

"Minca," she said, pulling her hair back. 

"Anyways, I don't give free coffees, pay up," he smirked, stretching his hand out. Minca rolled her eyes, then handed him a fresh twenty dollar bill. 

"Keep the change," she winked, handing him her phone number. 

"I thought you were gay," he said, narrowing his eyes. 

"Yes, I am very gay," she started, looking back at him. "I am literally a human rainbow," she chuckled, as he smiled in reassurance, but at the same time, a hint of disappointment grew on his face. 




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