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iii. 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞

tw:  slight mention of drug usage

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"sorry, i'm not used to how things work around here, i haven't been in a while. do you guys have diet pepsi?" the tall brunette asks, pushing his glasses up his nose just the slightest bit. "if you do, add one of those, and two of those chocolate dipped scones." he hands over a twenty, which is far more than enough to cover his order, but takes the change from amber and sticks it right in the tip jar. with a nod and a thankful smile, amber makes him his drink, and prepares his order. ronnie follows her with a shocked look.

"bitch, do you not know who the fuck he is?" she whispers as amber blends the fancy drink, earning a raised brow and a head shake in response. "he's one of those, fuck, whatcha call'em... content creators. youtube guy." and based on the raised eyebrow, amber ryan still has no idea what the fuck this girl is going on about. "ted nivison, that's it, fuckin' a movie reviewer and chef i guess. you seriously ain't ever heard of him?" she's trying her best to keep herself hushed, but if this girl seriously doesn't know what youtubers are, she's gonna give up on this girl.

"no? i focus on school, work, and trying to open up more to opportunities." amber replies, earning a tired groan from her coworker. "and why is my entertainment so important to you? like, it's just how i spend my spare time, nothing much else."
"no wonder why you're so fucking boring." and ronnie's words make amber nearly drop the cup filled with the blended beverage.

"excuse me?" she scoffs, and veronica lets out her loud cackle laugh. "there's no need to be a rude bit- child about it." she's impressed with herself for not cussing at the uncouth behavior her coworkers allowing herself  to carry through with, and she'll carry that pride for only a few minutes.
"hon, if you were a color, you'd be grey. a meat, chicken. a side dish, rice. you're probably a fucking aquarius, for all i know." the girl couldn't be any farther, in fact, amber's a taurus, just barely escaping the aries grasp, but that shouldn't matter. being bland is how she protects herself.

"you've gotta lighten up a bit, hon, maybe try something new. make friends with the tall dick, maybe you'll make some actually interesting friends. talk to that blond cutie, get laid, be in a good mood for once." it's bold of her new colleague to assume she'd do any of those things, but as she's writing TED in her smooth, legible scrawl, her subconscious makes her open her mouth to speak with the man.

"diet pepsi and peppermint?" amber questions aloud, and she nearly bites her own tongue off when the next bit escapes her mouth; "probably the worst flavor combination i've ever heard of." while bracing for a barrage of angered comments, she's incredibly relieved when she hears a gentle, smooth chuckle. 
"to be fair, they're not both for me. that much caffeine is overpowering," he responds, and he gives her a playful little grin. "but it's usually seen as incredibly bold for an employee to judge a customers' purchase, is it not?" and as she's trying to formulate a response, he just gives a little laugh. "it's a fun little bit, too bad i have to cut it short. but, hey, i'll probably be back in this neighborhood soon, so i'm sure i won't be busy next time. keep the joke going a bit longer, yeah?" and just as soon as he entered the cafe, ted is gone, and amber's left confused, but strangely smiley.

"... okay, now that i've gotten you a new pal, you gonna apologize for that attitude, missy?" to be perfectly honest, amber couldn't be more thankful for having such a great co-worker... dare she even say friend?

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"okay, i know you ain't too down for non-straight edge shit, but like, i just got this fuckin' banger batch of kush from my guy earlier today and i really can't fuckin' wait to try it," ciara tells amber, and although she's always been a good girl, she's feeling experimental and so she closes the door of her room, sitting on the bed beside ciara.
"you only live once, right?" the tiny brunette beams, and against her better judgement, she watches her classmate roll a thick, sloppy blunt. obviously not too good with origami, then, she muses internally to try and offset the nerves going off within her.