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1. Five Cents Off

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(Bonnie's POV)
The blanket of snow covered all of the city. There weren't many people outside, due to the blizzard warning. I happened to be out here because of Chica's Pizza House. My best friends restaurant that has a poor business right now. I promised to help her with it; I thought it would be easy! But, I had to stand in the cold while holding an arrow saying "50% off on every party! Come now!" I honestly don't know why I still work here, but my best friend needed help. So she asked me to try to attract more people since last month. I swear it hasn't worked once, but whatever floats her boat.

The door to the restaurant opens, and a really loud Chica appears.

"HEY, HOWS IT GOIN?" She shouted. I was about maybe 4 or 5 feet from her, so I don't know why she's yelling. I turned to her and gave her a fake cheeky smile.

"It's going great! I could do this for a living!" I said back.

"Okay, okay, you can come in." She affirmed. I quickly ran past her and into the warm building. 'Yessssss the heat is on' I thought out loud. I wiped my feet and looked around. It was empty...?

"Yeah... maybe your job isn't helping.." Chica admitted.

Wow, I didn't know that.

I shrugged and checked the time. 12:54?! My lunch break started 24 minutes ago!

"Chica, did you know that I was going over my lunch break?" I complained. All she did was whistle and looked away. I don't have time for this...

"Whatever, I'm going to Starbucks. I'll be back in like, 15 minutes." I decided.

"Actually, I'll be closing in a few minutes, so I'll meet you there!" Chica exclaimed.

"Oh, okay, well see ya there I guess." I gathered my stuff and went to my car. It wasn't a fancy Volkswagon, but it was decent. It was a cheap grey Nissan that hasn't been cleaned in about a year or so. I took out my keys and pressed the unlock button. I opened the car door and got in.

"Shit, it's freezing," I muttered. After about 3 minutes of looking for my wallet, I turned the car on and drove off.

Starbucks was about 5 minutes away from the restaurant, so it was a quick drive. I looked around at all of the buildings. They were filled with people and cars in the parking lot. I nearly missed the turn into Starbucks because of me not paying attention. I decided to go in instead of go in the drive-thru because Chica wanted to meet me here. I parked my car in the closest spot to the door.

The small coffee shop smelled of fresh coffee beans being grounded to make the perfect drink. Ahh, coffee... It was my favorite thing in the world. Other than carrots of course. The line was short for once, maybe because of the snow. I glanced at the menu and chose what I wanted. A salted caramel cappuccino with whipped cream.

2 minutes later and it was finally my turn to order. I got my money ready.

"Hi, Welcome to Starbucks how may I take your order?"

"Hi, I would like a grande salted caramel cappachino with...." My eyes went wide. What was in front of me was the most handsome man I've ever seen. He had electric blue eyes and the most perfect facial features. He was a really tall and brown bear with a well-built body. His green vest fit him perfectly.

He couldn't be any hotter.

"W-with extra whipped c-cream p-please..." I stuttered. I swear I could feel my face melting. This was embarassing. I never stutter!