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Ding ding! No one came up to the front of the counter. Ding ding! No one still. Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, di- Slam! The loud slam of a fist landed on the counter, a slender white stoat with icy blue eyes stood in front of the person ringing the bell. He then spoke with a passive aggressive voice.
“Hi, welcome to Starbarks. How may I help you?” He stood wearing a dark grey shirt, black pants and a green apron with a siren embroidered on it, on the apron he wore a pin with his name on it ‘P03’ along with a couple others subtly showing his interest in robots and technology. The customer stood on the other side of the counter.
“Hi, I’ll have a vent iced mocha, 2 pumps of chocolate, 4 pumps of espresso, soy milk instead of cow's milk…” The customer then went to explain her long, highly specific order about how she wanted her mocha. ‘It's just a mocha. Why do you have to complicate it?’ P03 was clenching his teeth thinking about how complicated this order was. By the time the customer was finished he heard his name.
“Hello? Did you get that uh…P03?” She said as she looked at the pin he wore looking a bit confused by his name. P03 glared at the customer
“Yes. I’ll have your drink out soon. Now, cash or card?” He said with annoyance in his voice. He didn’t much enjoy people saying his name since many people found his name odd and weird. Since it wasn’t a normal name such as Percy or James.
He brushed this off as the customer paid for her drink with her card. P03 afterwards went to make the customers mocha, it was quite simple for him. He might’ve hated working part time as a barista, but it was to pay off his loan for college.
And he needed to help pay his rent as well. Not to mention the pay wasn’t that bad, it was above minimum wage and it beats a job in a cramped, greasy fast food space. P03 sneered at the idea, his ears pinned back and his lips curling back. He finished the customer's drink and remembered he didn’t ask for her name
‘Damn! What was that lady’s name?’ He thought to himself, he quickly looked up to scan for the woman he was just talking to. He then made eye contact with the woman, his face turning a bright red from embarrassment. P03 suddenly ducked down, out of the woman's sight, he knelt on the ground, face bright red and breathing heavily.
‘Fuck. Why does she make direct eye contact with me? God, that was awkward.’ He thought to himself, trying to think about how he can make this less awkward and just give her the mocha she ordered.
“Oi lad, are ya alright?” A voice spoke as P03 looked up to see one of his coworkers looming over him, kinda creepy not gonna lie.
“Yeah.” P03 stood up, holding the mocha in his hand, his coworker looking at the drink in his hand.
“You gonna bring that to the customer?” He said with a bit of amusement. P03 glared at his coworker.
“Yes, of course I'm bringing this to the customer. Dredge.” He spoke with him, hissing his coworkers' names. P03 then walked over and gave it to the customer.
“Here.” He said, the customer then thanked him and she left.
Dredge was a german shepard, he started working at Starbarks a couple weeks before P03 did. When P03 was starting off he was being trained by Dredge since no one else wanted to train him. Due to P03 usually ignoring what people told him and not to mention him being very cold with most of the people working there.
Over time though, P03 formed a friendship with Dredge, while it was only at work he seemed to not hate Dredge as much as he hated his other coworkers.
“I don’t get why you’re working at the counter P03.” Dredge said, replacing one of the empty syrup bottles with a new one. P03 leaned against the counter, groaning.
“You hate interacting with almost anyone, so why take up the job that is all about that?” Dredge continued to say, his ear twitching.
“Well, I get the tips. And if i’m not at the counter, then I’d be on the floor having to interact with people.” P03 said, looking up at the ceiling.
“Plus, people love me! So why not help get some more tips by working at the counter?” He continued as he looked at Dredge with a smug look on his face and sass in his voice and body. Dredge was about to open his mouth to give his input when they suddenly heard a noise. Ding ding! There stood a large elk at the counter. Dredge and P03 turned and saw the elk, P03 then groaned as he covered his face with his paw.
“UGH, not this guy!”