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@trinity--kaper-blog
ryjames:
Almost like she’d summoned it, just as she asked, his own coffee arrived, and he spun it around to show her the simple, Ry etched on it. “Ryan, really,” he amended. “And you are…” he craned his neck to look at the cup she held. “Trinity?”
She smiled and nodded. “That’s me.”
dahliaswanson:
“It’s one of my least favorite holidays. Right up there with Christmas, Father’s Day, Thanksgiving, and Black Friday.”
“You don’t like Christmas?”
Tristan, though a generally laid-back and calm individual, was prone to great bouts of energy and franticness when it came to having wronged someone. He tended to fret and fuss to the point of annoyance - but he did what he could to make up for whatever error he had inflicted. “At least let me buy you something, yeah? What are you drinking?” Tris hadn’t yet had time to notice that she didn’t have anything in front of her. He let the ball roll from hand to hand as he waited paitently for her to make her request - or send him away, whichever.
Trinity smiled but her stomach churned when he offered to buy her a drink. She didn’t want to seem like she was declining his generosity but how would she explain that was sober? “Uh, I’m drinking ginger ale actually. But I’ll gladly take another,” she chuckled.
He laughed. “No, yeah, I get it,” Ry said, still smiling. “I’m the same way -” he motioned lazily towards his head. “My brain doesn’t work very well before my first cup.” He held the drink out to her. “Here.”
“Well, thank you,” she smiled as she took the cup and took a sip. The familiar taste of caramel kept the smile on her face and she said “And you are?”
“Oh shit Mother’s Day was last week, wasn’t it? Whoops. What a tragedy. I feel so bad. I’m torn, really.”
“You seem real torn. But then again, Mother’s Day hasn’t exactly always been my favorite holiday either,” she chuckled.
“Great, thanks,” Ry said, half to his business partner and half to the barista as she sat down his drink - only - he whirled back around at the sound of the voice, frowning down at the drink in his free hand. The other one held his phone, and he slowly slid it into his pocket as he looked more closely at the drink, moving his hand to reveal whatever had been written on the side. “God, yeah, it might be,” Ry said, setting it back down. “I’m sorry about that.”
“Oh, you’re fine,” she said with a smile as she got up and reached for her drink. “No big deal. Sorry for snapping at you. Caffeine is just essential for my mornings.”
“Oh - shit,” Tris swore, already taking several steps around the billards table, following the bouncing ball until it knocked into someone’s foot, finally stopping it. “I am so, so sorry,” he said, ducking down to grab it. “Are you alright?”
Trinity wasn’t sure how she had found herself in a bar but there she was. She hadn’t gotten anything to drink, far too afraid. Instead, she just sat at the bar, people watching, and hastily declining every time the bar tender asked her if she wanted something. She watched a few men play pool but she wasn’t paying too much attention until a ball landed at her feet. She chuckled at the attractive man and shook her head. “No, I’m just fine. Thank you, though.”
Tiffany walked away from the counter with an agitated look on her face, and took a seat in her usual chair. “Do you think the people in Starbucks even try to spell names right anymore? It’s probably more fun to see a person’s face when you manage to spell a common name entirely wrong.” She said to nobody in particular. Noticing that someone heard, she turned around. “Oh, I’m sorry, ignore me. I guess my name is just Tifuny today.”
Trinity chuckled and nodded her head. “One time, I was Tintii, I think that was the worst one yet.” She smiled at the girl and said “But it’s like commonly spelled with an ‘A’, not a ‘U’, that doesn’t even make sense... But regardless, nice to meet you Tiffany.”
Trinity yawned as she stood in line to order her coffee. It was her day off but she wanted to spend it being at least semi-productive so she had brought her laptop to get a bit of work done before going back home. Sleepily, she ordered her coffee and went to go find a place to sit. Once she was settled and her laptop was open, she became distracted and didn’t look up until someone was standing in front of her and holding her iced coffee. “Um.. Is that.. Mine?....”
It was just gone 2 a.m. Quiet electronic music played from the speakers. The neon lights, outside, advertising the convenience store’s 24 hour service, cast a soft, blue glow over the store. Soft, that’s what Louisa thought about night, everything felt softer, easier.
Granted, that could be also be the sleeping pill she had taken some hours ago talking.
She shook herself (god only knew how long she’d been standing there staring at nothing) and reached out to grab a package of double-stuff Oreos. Louisa drifted up to the cash register, peering over the top of aisle when the bells above the door twinkled, announcing someone else’s arrival. Her gaze dropped to her pajama bottoms, bight pink and covered in little ducks. She continued to the front of the store anyway-it would hardly be the first time she’d been seen out in something ridiculous.
Trinity had just finished closing the restaurant when she looked at her phone and saw that it was 1:50. Inventory had turned out to be a real bitch. Silently cursing to herself, she was walking to her car when she felt her stomach growl. The convenience store was the first thing she saw so she pulled up and walked inside. Just as she suspected, there was no one in there except a young pretty girl and a sleepy clerk behind the desk. As she walked to the snack aisle, she noticed the girls’ pajamas and smiled to herself. The girl was cute and Trinity would probably be dressed the exact same way if she hadn’t just come from work. Instead, she was in black slacks and a pretty but uncomfortable blue blouse. After picking out a snack, she went to the refrigerated section to pick out tea. As she put her hand on the door handle, she glanced at the alcohol section. She felt her stomach drop when she spotted the vodka. After a moment, she quickly grabbed a can of Arizona tea and practically slammed the door shut. Walking to the front of the store, a little embarrassed, she looked at the clerk and said “Sorry.. I didn’t mean to slam it.. My bad.”
