@marauders-rarepair-fics prompt: rude word count: 233 pair: ravenrock (PeterxBenjy)
âHello, what do you want?â
âYou are at Starbucks, sir, may I please take your order?â
âOh, of course you may. But Iâd rather take an order from you.â
âSir, either you tell me what you want or you can go.â
âOh, you donât wanna know.â
âWhat. Can. I. Get. You?â
âSay, dear sir, can I get your number?â
âNo, you cannot. But maybe I can interest you in one of our overpriced coffees?â
âWell, I donât know how customer service usually works but maybe describing the coffee as overpriced isnât the smartest thing to do. It actually could come of really rude and could also probably get you fired.â
âDo you want one or not?â
âIâll have a caramel frappuccino with your number on the cup.â
âAlright, a caramel frappuccino. Coming right up.â
âDonât forget to add your number, guapo.â
*whispered* âWanker.â
âHere you go, sir. Thatâll be ÂŁ7,50.â
*looks at the cup* âYou forgot something.â
âWhereâs the number I asked for?â
âThatâll be ÂŁ7,50.â
âAlright, there you go. Keep the change, pretty boy.â
âThank you. Have a nice day.â
âYou know, a smile couldnât hurt.â
âHow would I â you slipped me your phone number, didnât you?â
*from outside* âAbsofuckinglutely!â
Thereâs a tiny piece of paper between the pound notes. Benjy picked it up. It says: âPeter Pettigrew. Call me: +44 **********â.