Almond milk- wenrene oneshot

Almond milk

The girl, Wendy, was happily cleaning the counter at the local cafe her parents owned. She'd been working there part time for a while, she needed all the money she could get while she was in Uni after buying that life-seized power ranger statue while she was drunk, but let's not talk about that.

With a small smile on her lips, she hummed a tune as she continued scrubbing only looking up when her colleague, Joy, nudged her lightly

"Here comes almond-milk-girl again" she smirked, pointing towards the young girl who making her way forward "I bet that she'll ask for almond milk again, just watch" she sighed "when will she learn that we. Don't. Sell. Almond. Milk"

"Hey, cut her some slack. She's lactose intolerant after all " the brunette defended as she prepared herself to take the girl's order

"That's why we have lactose free milk" the taller one said in a stupid voice while walking into the kitchen

Wendy rolled her eyes at the girl before facing her customer with the biggest smile she could muster "hi there! What can I get for you today?" She beamed

Wendy's smile was contagious and it wasn't long before the girl on the other side of the cash register was smiling to "one latte please"

Wendy, already knowing the girl's name she came that much, wrote the necessary details on the cup, not getting rid of her signature smile for a second "Okay, is that all?" She enquired

"Yes" Irene simply said, as she nodded slightly

'That's surprising. Usually she'd ask for al-'

"Actually...." the girl began again "is there any chance you have almond milk?" She asked hopefully

'Ah, there we go'

Wendy sighed, this was her least favourite part of the day: having to watch the other girl's smile drop off her face "no, sorry. We still only serve lactose free milk"

"Oh, Okay" and there it was. That smile. Gone. Just like that. A wave of guilt always washed over her when that frown appeared

She remembered the first time it happened

A new customer cheerfully walking in, their gorgeous, silky locks of black hair flowing over her shoulders, her soft milky skin on display as she was wearing jean shorts with a cute crop top. Truly a goddess

Fortunately, Wendy got the pleasure of serving her. She was a stuttering mess as she took the girl's name down. Irene. Such a beautiful name

"And also, may I have almond milk? I'm lactose intolerant you see" she asked with such graced (much wow...sorry)

After she declined Irene's request, Wendy mentally beat herself up as she saw how the girl's perfect lips curved into a slight frown

She could never forgive herself after that

This process repeated itself. Irene would come in, order the usual, ask for almond milk, Wendy would tell her they didn't serve any and they'd both become sad

Wendy watched as Irene sat down with her drink, taking sips every now and then as she slowly tapped the keys of her laptop. Wendy could watch her all day however, she snapped out of her trance, slamming her hand on the counter getting some uneasy gazes from passing by customers. She didn't want to be the one to "ruin" Irene's day anymore.

Fortunately for the brunette, it was approaching her lunch break. Usually, she'd sit out back getting some fresh air as she checked her Instagram feed but today, she had other plans.

Quickly grabbing her bag, she began to exit the cafe only stopping when she heard her name being called.

"Where are you going?" It was Joy, standing behind Wendy with her arms crossed over her chest