𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐌 +𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒
🎧 IMAGINES AND PREFERENCES ₊⊹
⤷‧₊˚﹟ ⋆ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, i write
about pretty boys who
play minecraft ₊⊹
DISCONTINUED !!!!!
﹟ @DUMBGOGY 2021 ❜ !*. 🦷 ˚⁺. 𖦹
(username has since been changed)
DREAM a request from urgirlsydney_ !!! hope you like it angel <3
Oops! Această imagine nu respectă Ghidul de Conținut. Pentru a continua publicarea, te rugăm să înlături imaginea sau să încarci o altă imagine.
"She's really pretty-?" she/her pronouns
🧼 ˖⋆࿐ ໋₊ ˖ ۪۪݁ ଘ ‧₊ ⋆ . ⋆
A/N. not a big fan of this one, but it's taken me like 3 days so I'm not deleting it ughhh u///u
urmmm written in 3rd person pov... kinda ?? (Ur the barista lol)
the tall boy opens the cafe door with ease, allowing his sister to walk past him before letting it close again and falling into line with the younger girl. He looked around the cafe, his mind a blur of past thoughts and new ideas until it came across the barista, a girl who was seemingly too perfect to be living in his simple town.
"Clay- are you even listening to me" He looked down, seeing the shorter girl huff lightly as she caught sight of her distracted brother.
"Sorry Dris, what happened?" He found himself flushed with embarrassment as he tried to focus on Drista's words, but time after time found himself stealing glances at the girl working behind the counter
"I was just asking what you wanted, we're next" He nervously looked past the cashier, finding the menu and picking the simplest drink
"I think i'll just get an americano-"
"Next in line please" Clay could feel butterflies begin to bubble in his stomach, the feeling causing a thick taste of nausea on his tongue
"Hello, and welcome to clementine coffee, what can I get for you today?" The barista smiled brightly at the boy and girl, her cheeks were sprinkled with a pink hue, and a tight green apron accompanied a warm colored dress. Clay found himself at a loss of words as he stood in front of her, causing drista to roll her eyes and begin their order
"Hello, can I get an iced coffee please, and can I have whip cream on top as well?" The younger girl smiles before nudging her brother, and sending him a suggestive smirk. The boy finds himself blushing again as the barista speaks
"And for you hun?"
"J-just an americano, please"
She simply nods, writing their orders onto the proper cups before ringing them up. Dream could feel his heart speed at the nickname
"That'll be $7.56, can i get a name for the order" When Dream didn't respond, Drista quickly took initiative, replying with a small "drista" before trailing behind her brother as he looked for a table.
