Sanders Sides One-Shots

Starbucks- Prinxiety

Roman would rather be doing other things than working right now. He had another dumb shift at Starbucks, and it was Virgil's fault.

Well, not directly. He wasn't really sure if Virgil knew who he was, but it was still Virgil's fault.

He was this unfairly attractive emo who always went to Starbucks on Wednesdays in the morning. But Roman worked his main shifts on Thursday. So of course he decided to work another shift just to flirt with the hot emo, who was definitely playing hard to get.

Right?

Either that or Virgil just had a permanent indifferent demeanor, but Roman couldn't tell.

Who doesn't love a mystery? Roman thought. Personally I prefer action and romance, but mystery is interesting I suppose.

At least today was a Wednesday. So Virgil should be here.

The thought of seeing him again gave Roman a sudden rush of excitement. They didn't really make much small talk (because Virgil was always on his phone or listening to music) but the little smile Virgil would give him when Roman handed him his food or drink made his heart dance.

It was horrible because his heart was a shitty dancer.

For someone who loved romance, he wasn't super good at it. He knew the cheesy pick up lines, he was naturally charming (all the other guys he had dated throughout the year told him so), and he was attractive. Usually he was the one giving other guys these feelings, but he didn't know what to do with an unrequited love.

Especially when he was the unrequited lover.

So he could dish it out, but he couldn't take it.

Chill out a little, dude! Roman chided himself, You haven't even talked to him! So stop jumping to conclusions!

The little bell that rang whenever someone opens the door chimed, and Roman felt his head shoot up instinctively.

Instead of Virgil, Logan walked in.

Roman rolled his eyes and let out a sigh, "Good morning, how may I help you?"

Logan gave him a disapproving look. "You can begin assisting me by improving your disheartened tone."

Dumb Logan with his dumb smart-people words.

"Coffee?"

"Ah, no, caffeine is detestable, Roman, you know how I feel on the matter. Were you aware—"

Roman did his best to cut him off before he went off on a tangent about whatever his latest fascination was, "Well then, what do you want?"

Logan gave him another stare, adjusted his glasses, and with the most monotone voice Roman had ever heard, said, "Croissant."

He walked over to a table and pulled out his laptop. He often liked to study, and Roman found it ironic because it reminded him so much of the stereotypical 'oh, we met in a cafe' trope.

It just so happened that he met his soulmate when he was working at Starbucks.

Roman sighed as he brought Logan his croissant, careful not to interrupt him while he was focusing. Last time he messed up his concentration, Logan flipped out, and all Roman could remember about that day was that it reminded him of a moment in Emperor's New Groove where someone yelled, "You threw off the Emperor's groove!"

Of course Virgil decided to show up when Roman was just moping around.

Immediately, Roman noticed how much different he looked. He dyed his hair purple and swapped his plain black patterned hoodie for one with purple stitched patches on it, which he was slaying, and his makeup was darker.