Coffee Shop (Sabriel AU)

Cute Sasquatch in the Plaid

Sam's P.O.V.

I sat up and yawned. I was in my dorm room. Today is my first day of Stanford. I looked over at the clock. 6:12. Class started at 9 so I have a few hours. Where should I go? Coffee?

I got up and got dressed: faded jeans, boots, and a black shirt underneath my plaid shirt.

I turned on the bathroom light and walked over to the sink. Ugh I'm so tired. I brushed my teeth then headed out the door. I don't even have a car. Walking, yay.

I made it to a coffee shop only 2 blocks away. Starbucks. I walked inside and guess what I found? White girls. White girls everywhere. Uggs, leggings, and iPhones.

I shook my head and went towards the counter. There was a man barista. He had brown slicked back hair and golden eyes. "Hey there, what would you like?", the barista asked. I looked down at his name tag. Gabriel. "Oh, um, a carmel frappé please? And a small plain black coffee". Gabriel smiled, "Of course. That'll be $6.76. Cash or credit?". I pulled my wallet out of my back pocket. "Um cash", I smiled awkwardly. He took the $10 bill and put it in the cash register. "Keep the change", I insisted. "Awesome, thanks. Okay, what's your name, sir?". I smiled and replied, "Uh, I'm Sam".

I sat down at a table and pulled out my phone, waiting for my drinks. I may be white but I do not have an iPhone. It's a Samsung Galaxy S5!

I texted Dean and told him I was adjusting just fine. I also texted my friend Balthazar. He insisted on me keeping in contact. God, he sure is persistent.

Gabe's P.O.V.

I turned around as a cute, tall guy walked in. He ordered his drinks and paid. Jeez, was this guy awkward or what? He sat down on his phone and didn't seem to notice that his drink was done. I sat it on the counter. I pulled out a sharpie to write his name. Sam? Nahhh. I decided to write something a little better on his cup.

I sat the cup down on the counter and looked over to him, "Cute sasquatch in the plaid!". He looked up at me and then around the people inside. He was the only one wearing plaid. He walked up to the counter, blushing. He took his two drinks in hand.

"I'm pretty sure I said Sam.....", he said quietly. I laughed, "Riiight, well I like that name better!", I winked. He blushed and then walked out the door. I hope I get to see him again.