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Just another day in your recently shitty life. Ever since your bro started dating that Jake guy, your strifes have been scarce and your conversations even scarcer. Lately you’ve just been walking around town and hanging out at local shops with your laptop, either working on your shitty raps or pestering Jade and Rose about how shitty your life is.
God you’re being such a drag. There is absolutely nothing to do in this boring town. Kind of tiring too; being so boring. Looking to your right there’s a small cafe with the name EctoCafe. Seems interesting enough.
Walking in, the smells are so overwhelming. The chocolate and coffee mix. Tall cakes are evenly lined up against the bottom shelf right in front of you. Most of them have basic white frostings with maybe some colored piping all around. But oh my god the smells. Chocolate, caramel, vanilla, coffee; so hypnotizing. Much better than the smell of boy and doritos that you have to live in.
You take a seat in the corner and immediately take out your laptop, turning it on to it being already opened to your most recent word file titled, “Rap”. Titles have always been a bore to you. Trying to think of a title for something is hard and unneci--
“Hi! Can I help you?”
You look up at the strange high-pitched voice that is somehow coming from a man. Or more like a boy.
He’s simple looking really. Short, choppy black hair, sitting above his large, square glasses covering his beautiful blue eyes. A small defined nose and soft looking lips. Farther down is just a simple blue sweatshirt with a the name tag reading “John :B”. Below that is a small black apron sitting above his black jeans and yellow ,of all colors, converse shoes. After you’re done checking out the cute beauty you focus back on the face, voice cracking as you finally form words.
“WE SHOULD DO IT” Fuck... Wait, why did your voice crack? And why is your heart racing faster than a bullet train??
Oh shit he giggled. What an adorable little laugh. “Okay! I’ll get that started for you!”
As he bounded off adorably, you couldn’t help but stare at his ass. Luckily your shades are hiding your gaze. What the hell, Dave. This isn’t like you. No matter how adorable and sexy he may be, you have work to do. C’mon focus.
There is no way in hell you can focus.
[TG] (turntechGodhead) has started pestering [TT] (tentacleTherapist)--
TG: rose
TG: i think im crushing
TT: Is today finally not a chore for you to live in?
TG: i dont know
TG: i went to this cafe and theres this really cute dude here and i dont know what to do
TG: help
TT: So you’re going to me for help?
TT: That’s sweet. I appreciate your choice of ventilation.
TG: rose seriously
TG: i
TG: need
TG: your
TG: help
TT: okay. okay.
TT: i’ll help.
TG: thank you
TT: describe him to me?
TG: sure
TG: sexy. adorable. black hair and glasses blue eyes blue sweatshirt works at the ectocafe or some shit
TT: huh... sounds like a nice guy
TT: have you tried talking to him?
TG: already have
TT: and what did you say?
TG:... black coffee please.......
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Speak of the devil here he comes now. Giving you your black coffee with a goofy smile.
“Anything else I can get you?”
“No.. This’ll be fine.. Thank you”
“Of course!! Go to the register when you’re ready to go!”
“Will do.. Thanks”
Didn’t even try to look at him this time. Holy shit Dave. You just met the damn dude and already you feel like looking at him will make your heart explode. I hope I’m not being too rude by not looking at him...
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TT: wow dave. That isn’t talking
TT: that is an answer to the question, “Can I get you anything”
TT: Dave?
TT: you still there?
TT: did you die?
TG: no im not dead lalonde
TG: jesus
TG: he just came by to give me my coffee
TT: did you say thank you?
TG: of course i said thank you
TG: no matter how weird it may be to look at the guy im not some egotistical douche
TT: alright alright
TT: calm down dave
TT: were you able to muster up any other words besides thank you?
TG: no
TG: why is this so hard holy shit
TG: i dont even know the dude
TT: well
TT: go back to that place often and try actually talking to him
TG: im scared
TT: what?
TG: what if he doesnt like me
TG: what of he just thinks of me as a stupid guy who just sits here typing on my computer at the cafe because of free internet connection
TT: your thinking of yourself too low. i bet he think of you as a cute boy who goes to his cafe everyday to use the internet connection
TG: im not cute
TG: im manly as fuck
TT: sure you are
TG: i am
TT: okay cutie
[TT] (tentacleTherapist) has ceased pestering [TG] (turntechGodhead)
Damn it.
She has a point.