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[1]; Plain Black Coffee

[1]; Plain Black Coffee

I woke up to a normal Saturday morning in my rusty old apartment. I brushed my eyes as they re-adjust to the brightness. I sat up, legs bent as I grabbed my iPhone 4S from my bedside table and plugging it off from the charger. My eyes almost bulge out of their sockets as my screen showed that it's 8.17am. I was late for work.

I bolted out of my bed, rushing to my bathroom as I took a quick shower whilst brushing my teeth and finally getting a random outfit I could find. I landed with a simple plain white T-Shirt and ripped jeans, which will do, and grabbed my trusty white vans. I rushed out of my apartment and heading straight for the nearest MRT station to go to the city centre.

Finally, after feeling that I've been standing for hours on the train, I reached my desination, Starbucks. "Rose! Fucking finally! Why are you so late?" Reeves aka my best friend whisper shouted to me. "Jesus, thank god that Paul isn't here yet or he'll whoop your ass!" I chuckled as I went to grab my apron that has my name on it.

"Okay Rose, you're in charge of the cashier today," he said while getting a Grande sized cup while starting to make an order. "That's because you're the one's who's good at the speaking stuff because of your journalism course you're taking AND mainly because I just feel like doing the barista shit today lmao!"

"Reeves! You're not making any sense. Plus, lmao is a slang you use on the internet not on-"

"Erhm."

I turned back towards the cashier, "Hey Paul! I-" My eyes widen at the man I am staring at, which I thought was Paul. Biggest Mistake. Ever. "You're not Paul." I said aloud to him, only realising it after it came out of my mouth. Why am I so awkward?

"I mean, Welcome to Starbucks! What orders are you placing today?" I said, quite decently, thank god for that. He cleared his throat again before speaking, "Yeah, I'll just have a plain black coffee."

Who comes to Starbucks just to buy a plain black coffee?

"Cup size and name please?"

"Grande, Justin Bieber." I nodded at him and passed the order to Reeves who quickly gave me a thumbs up.

"That'll be $2.50 please." I said politely as my mind is processing on where I have heard his name before. I was snapped back to reality when he handed me a 50 dollar bill. I was about to hand him the change when, he said, "Keep the change." My eyes nearly bulge out out of my sockets.

Is he crazy?

"But Sir, you-"

"Darling, when I said to keep the change, keep it." he chuckles while grabbing his order on his way out. I was still stunned. Never have I ever had a customer who doesn't want his change when it's more than ten dollars. I shook my head while putting the fifty dollar in the tip jar when Reeves approached me.

"So that guy that had an abnormal order," he said to me while cleaning a blender, "I mean, girl, who orders plain black coffee at Starbucks?"

"I was thinking the same thing!" I said before bursting into a fit of giggles with Reeves.

More customers came and Reeves and I start to get busier that there was no time to have a small talk after several customers. Finally, our shift ends at 3 PM, and we were just about to head out when Paul came in the backdoor.

"Hey there kiddos! I'm sorry I came in late! I overslept and my wife's been a bit moody today and I had to tend to her needs before leaving to work. Anyways, did I miss anything?" he said while looking at us back and forth.

"Nah, nothing really."

"A hot guy stopped by to order a plain black coffee, that's what you missed." Reeves whispered lightly which I could hear which made me snap my head towards him. I rolled my eyes as he grinned stupidly at me.

"Okay then guys, I'll see you both tomorrow!" We gave Paul a smile before heading out to the busy streets of New York City.

We wander around the city for a bit, enjoying the sunshine and stopping by stores to see this year's spring fashion designs, as Reeves literally freaks out on all designs because he thinks all of them are so fetch. Just so you know, Reeves is planning to be a fashion designer one day, so he needs "inspirations" to help him design his stuff. As the day comes to an end, Reeves and I decided to relax in his house and watch some movies and stuff food into our mouth as much as possible.

We hailed a cab and sooner or later, and arrived at Reeves' house (more like mansion for me), which was quite big as he came from a wealthy family who runs a designer called, Rogerton Black. That's actually the main point why Reeves is interested in fashion design as he wants to take over his family's buisness one day. I paid and thanked the taxi driver while Reeves is already marching towards his house.

I was just thinking how funny that Reeves never got his own car because his family is rich and all, when someone snapped me out of my thoughts. "Darling! You didn't tell me you were coming! Do you want anything to drink love?" Vanessa, Reeves' mom asked me.

"Water would be awesome. Thanks Mrs. Black." I replied politely, while Reeves said a quick greeting to his mom, which she acknowledged and began getting my water.

"Here you go sweet, and as I have said many times, please, call me Vanessa." She smiled at me.

"Okay Mrs. Bla-, I mean, Vanessa." I said as I grabbed the glass of water from her hand and began heading towards the living room, where we would be watching the movies.

I sat waiting for Reeves and wondered what movie are we going to watch, but as he went to the Chick Flick division, I knew what exactly he was looking for. Just to make sure, I asked, "So, what are we watching again?"

He turned away from the TV and smirked at me, "Guess."

[a/n]:

hello cuties <3

so, how was the first chapter? any opinions? this is my first time writing a fanfic so pls don't judge lmao. and sorry if there are grammar mistakes :')

can anyone guess what movie will they be watching? first one who gets it right will get dedicated on the 2nd chapter hehe :) i love you all, tysm for reading <3

cover by: butterflxes
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