Tweek and Reader
"H-hey." The blonde began his opening spiel. "Welcome to Tweak Bros. Coffee, what can I get you?" The boy's body twitched and never seemed to stop moving but I didn't think much of it.
"Black coffee thanks, and can I add a couple shots of espresso?"
"Erm, it'll be 25 cents more per shot, is that okay?"
"Sure, how many can I add?"
His eyes widened. "S-sorry?"
"How much espresso can I add?"
"The m-maximum is four. So that'll be another dollar."
"That's fine."
"Okay, so that'll come to-"
"Do you have the energy packets too?"
"GAH, you want one of those too??"
"Did I stutter?"
He quickly checked behind the counter, hitting his hand.
"Okay, so I can only add one considering t-that you've already added espresso shots."
"Can we make it two?"
"No way man! My parents would kill me!"
I sigh, "Fine, fine. How much do I owe you?"
He rang me up, adding the extra adrenaline boosters, "$5.20."
I handed him a $20 dollar bill and he gave me my change. I handed him an extra five, "Have a tip, I've been a bit of a bother."
"Not at all! It's a pretty quiet day so no trouble."
As he handed my coffee over the counter, he asked what the occasion was.
"Finals week, and I haven't studied at all his year. Remember my face, because I'll definitely be coming back tomorrow."
"O-okay. See you then!"
"See you then cutie."
Writing this in the last minute of lunch break so sorry it's so short but I really wanted to write something, the writing bug bit me so I had to oblige.
This may or may not be a situation I've been in.
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