symposium | ᵥkook

003

kth

syd and taehyung part ways after they finish walking around central park. she had a class back at the university and he had a shift at thinks.

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since taehyung started his shift the coffee shop has been dead silent. not one single person has entered the shop since he got there at 2:30. at this point he would be okay if some ordered a l frappe which he dispies making they are the satan of drinks they sell. he looks to the otherside of the counter where his other coworker; joella but goes by joel has rearranged the displays atleast five times to keep herself busy. taehyung has cleaned most of the equipment behind the counter. he takes a break from cleaning the blenders to pull out his phone in order to check the time.

3:34 pm

"oh my god. ah! kill me now." taehyung whines as he bangs his head on the counter.

"tell me about it. ive been working all day. its been so slow."joel responds as she flips around two coffee cups.

"you've been here all day? yikes. im only one hour into my shift." he grunts

"uh huh. probably because of the the weather being nice and all that."

taehyung rolls his eyes.

"its not even that nice out! like its cold. i'd want a latte."

"mhm. new yorkers are crazy man. 65 degrees is like summer. wanna know what shocked me the most? the bwdb's didn't even come in today."

taehyung gasps. "really."

"mhm." joel remarks.

the bwdb's (basic white drink bitches) are a group of teenagers who come in every single day to order the same drink everyday depending on the season. for example in spring they get some sorta of iced coffee , summer one of the iced tea refresher , autumn pumpkin spice lattees, and winter peppermint mocha's. them not coming in is a huge surprise.

"damn. at this point i would be okay with making a frappe. "

joel starts to crack up. "ha ha ha. hell no. like im bored as fuck but those are the satan of baristas. no thank you!"

"pfft. i mean you're right but–" taehyung starts to say but is cut off my the jingle of the bell that hangs on the door. the two barista's look at each other, both of them have the "i call dibs" look in their eyes. before any of them could actually call dibs. the costumer calls out.

"hey taehyung."

joel and taehyung snap their heads in the direction of the door. he see's one of his regulars; will.

"fuck yes." the silvered hair boy mumbles under his breath. he looks over to his fellow barista and stick his tongue out at her as if he was still a child. joel flicks him off but keeping her hand under the counter. taehyung focus his attention back to his regular when he gets to the counter.

"hey will! the usual?" the barista asks.

"yes. also a frappe please?"

"oh?" he questions with curiosity.

"yeah. um i have a date with this girl." will responds.