A Minecraft Life Fanfiction Angel's story

Chapter 5 "The Cafe"

"Hey Angel?" 

"Ya? Wanna head over to the campus cafe? I Heard they just opened yesterday! Sure, it is our lunch break anyway."

After gym class, Conlan had been summoned by the principal to meet in her office. Which left Angel and Rainy alone. They decided to drop off their stuff at their dorms and head out to the cafe.

As they left the main building they were hit with cold air. Luckily for Angel, she snuggled deeper in the warm hoodie that she brought.

"Winters coming soon, it's getting chillier by the moment". Rainy said. Unfortunately for her, she was wearing a white short sleeve t-shirt and blue jeans. "I kinda hate winter, replied Angel. It's too cold and looks all gray and cloudy. you are right, but once we get to the cafe we will be eating and drinking warm foods".

Once they had entered the cafe they had been hit with warm, mouthwatering air. It smelled like fresh pastries and vanilla (which Angel did love). Immediately they lined up, surprised that not many students were here. "What are you going to order? Asked Rainy as she looked over to the pastries on display. "Maybe just a croissant and a french vanilla latte? 

"Next!" 

As soon as Angel and Rainy sat down they began to eat their food. Angel ordered what she said she would while Rainy had bought a buttered star pastry and a hot chocolate. As they continued eating she couldn't help but notice one of the customers complaining about how they got her order wrong.

"I'll be right back I need a napkin."

As Angel approached the counter she could her the angry customer rambling on about her order. "I said a wanted a medium sleeve salted caramel mocha latte with 2 pumps of vanilla substitute 2 pumps of white chocolate mocha for mocha and substitute 2 pumps of hazelnut for no whipped cream extra hot extra foam extra caramel drizzle extra salt add a scoop of vanilla bean powder with light ice well stirred with no soy! I'm sorry miss. ill make your order again. Make my order again!? How do I know you powerless cripples won't just reuse this pathetic drink again"!

Then suddenly her eyes glowed purple and she started to raise her hand. The cashier desperately trying to protect her self covered her face. but no hit came. Angel had held the girl's arm just as she were about to hit her.

"I don't think you have to hit someone for getting your obnoxiously long order wrong"

As soon as the girl realized what was happening her eyes were filled with rage staring right at Angel. "Get your filthy hands off me!" out of pure anger, the brown haired girl threw the boiling hot Drink right at Angel. she knew this was coming, dodging to the side the hot drink spilled all over the ground and onto the counter while some splashed back onto her shoes. 

"You are so dead".