in the whyte wyrm, bubbly rarely fit the bill of anybody that came through it… unless that particular person in question came with a delivery in hand. it’s not exactly something a serpent puts under the instructions: act as cheery as possible when arriving to the whyte wyrm and… have pink hair? the color fit the style but against the often unwelcoming demeanor of the serpents to new faces, she was a sore sight. not unpleasant, as fangs would admit, but different in a few obvious ways.
“ k-pop? sweets listens to that shit too? “
his brows furrow with his confusion but it’s dismissed in the wake of a bag being set before him. his head tilts in a guess, then a lightbulb goes off. probably someone’s order; who, however, wasn’t something fangs was about to guess. first come first serve, right?
“ thanks for the answer, but i don’t have one to offer back. wish i did, but no one really makes their food deliveries obvious unless they’re starving or someone beat them to it. “
the less noble side of him would’ve lied and took the meal, as he intended to, but his appetite wasn’t entirely craving the burger placed before him compared to the milkshake in her hand. he stands from his seat to close the distance, hand plucking both the shake and straw from her frame before he unwraps it and pops it through the opening to take a sip. he grimaces post-sip, tongue sticking out in disagreement as he places it beside the bag on the table.
“ i only know one person that would drink chocolate to that extreme, so i’ll let him know it’s here when he gets in. it shouldn’t be too long. “
he shakes his head again at the flavor, reaching for a half-emptied glass of water to down the taste off his tongue as best as it could. once its gone, he settles back in, gaze returning to pink as offers a welcoming smile and digs out a crumpled ten-dollar bill from his pocket.
“ it’s not much, but for your troubles… but we definitely go to school together, yeah? for some reason, your name’s not coming to mind. “
a flower amongst weeds; that’s what bebita looked like surrounded by the serpents. part of her was scared -- like she was going to be GANGED UP ON -- but the other part, the sensible part, just addressed them as she’d address anyone else. besides, the serpents weren’t known for being very violent, aside from a few.
when he said the word ‘obvious,’ a feeling of self-consciousness overcoming her. a feeling so intense she didn’t even address his question. she gulped a little and pulled the hood of her tie-dyed sweater over her pink locks. bebita usually liked to stand out, but not when it was in a place where she could so easily make a bad name for herself.
“ chocolate ice cream, hershey’s syrup, and mixed in oreo cookies. that’s what that is. i made it myself right before leaving. i hope it’s not too melty! ”
bebita bit her lip again, shuffling her feet on the ground. she didn’t quite know what was keeping her there; maybe it was the change of scenery, or the fact that she noticed the serpent across from her pulling a ten from his pocket.
“ oh, really? that’s so kind! thank you, i’m just here doing my job as a waitress -- OH! my name’s bebita! ”
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