I know that the Coffee Shop AU is a big one in this fandom but I’ve never given it a shot, so here we go. :)
“Great, the Rich Bitch of the West is back,” Alya muttered. “I think it’s time for my break.”
“I’ll take care of her,” Nino sighed, switching their positions at the cash register.
Chloe Bourgeois reached the counter and waved a hand in disgust. “I don’t want you to make my drink.”
“Alya just went on break. What can I get you?”
“I didn’t want her either,” Chloe huffed. “Where’s the other one?”
“The ginger one who stutters. He’s the only one who can make a decent café crème and that’s what I want,” she demanded.
“He’s not here right now,” Nino said unhappily. “What can I get you?”
“I don’t know if he would want me giving you that information.”
Chloe glared at him. “Do you have any idea who my father is?”
Nino raised an eyebrow. “No. Do you have any idea who my father is?”
She growled and spun on her heels. “Move,” she demanded, knocking a dark-haired girl out of the way as she stalked out the door.
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“Finally. You should work more. It’s obnoxious when you aren’t here.”
Nathaniel blinked up from the cash register. “I’m...sorry?”
Chloe lifted her chin. “You can make it up to me by fixing a café crème. You know how I like it.”
“Nath is about to go on break,” Alya interrupted, reaching his side. “I’ll make it for you.”
“I don’t mind,” he said quietly, moving towards the espresso machine.
Chloe gave Alya a smug smile as she handed over her card. She cut her eyes to Nathaniel, watching him swirl the milk. Alya cleared her throat, and Chloe jumped, glaring.
“We’ll call your name when it’s ready,” Alya said in a sickeningly sweet tone.
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She jumped up and immediately regretted her quick reaction, seeing the female barista smirk out of the corner of her eye. Chloe composed herself and sauntered over to the counter. Nathaniel looked at her through a curtain of red hair. She felt her cheeks warm when their eyes met so she quickly looked down at the offered cup.
“You...you said you liked bees...uh, the last time you were here.”
A cute bumblebee design floated in the foam, a little heart over its body.
Nathaniel nodded. “Do you...is there anything else I can get you?”
“When’s the next time you work?”
“Um, I’m here tomorrow,” he answered shyly.
Chloe lifted her cup and turned back towards her table. “Then I’ll see you tomorrow, Red.”