Cinammon Apple Pie Macchiato kisses
“Hello and welcome at the flying crow, what would you like to order?”
Hinata loved his side job at the coffee shop. It was a small little place for people who liked to try out new tastes and he got to experiment a lot with the different ingredients. It was one of the busy days, the caffee was warm and steamy, outside the cold winter blowing away all of the nice sweet warmth. Everyone who came up to the boy up till now was cranky and tired, but welcomed his smile and good spirit. It was a little different when someone new entered the shop walking up to the barista, eyes on his phone. He was tapping something and the eventual noise inside the cafe made it impossible for Hinata to understand what he was saying.
“Excuse me? I didn’t quite get that order, I’m sorry.”
