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Calynn stepped up to the barista, she smiled in her shy-awkward way but didn't look her in the eye, "One iced green tea, please." she paid, retrieved it when it was ready, then turned to look for the others. Easily spotted was Nutmeg, so Calynn walked over to the table and sat down, all while clutching her tea like her life depended on it.
 
( HahahaHAHAHAhaha. Guys, sorry, but thats not how Starbucks works. See, you give them your order, then they put you on the waitin list an you go sit down until your name is called. When your name is called, you go to the other end of the bar, and receive cup.)
(Your 'name' is whatever you want it to be. As long as you respond when its called. Like how Gage used 'lord darkness'.)

Gage held a finger up, and backed out of his chair. "Thanks," he said, digging a $20 bill out of his pocket. Along with three gum wrappers. "Oops."He said, bending down to pick them up and toss them in the trash. Then he reached for his change. "Thank-" she stopped him.

"You're like, the first one I've seen pick up after themself," she said, "thank you."

He blinked, glanced down and blushed."Your welcome." He whispered, stuffing the money in his pocket and grabbing the two cups labeled lord darkness.
 
( HahahaHAHAHAhaha. Guys, sorry, but thats not how Starbucks works. See, you give them your order, then they put you on the waitin list an you go sit down until your name is called. When your name is called, you go to the other end of the bar, and receive cup.)
(Your 'name' is whatever you want it to be. As long as you respond when its called. Like how Gage used 'lord darkness'.)

(I didn't know I've never been to starbucks >_> Im only 13)
 
The little barista was flustered. The wolf-eared girl had just sat there and stared at her when she took the order. Right in the middle of another order. You're supposed to wait your turn, then you get your name called and you get your order, right? Or not? Ugh.

Gage sighed when Misty got up, just as he sat down. This operation was off to a rocky start. "So... I helped the trash guys out yesterday. Dumb dog was after him again. Nutmeg? Did you get that guy on 3rd street a hot meal?"

The barista called out, "Lord darkness?" when she finished the wingman's and dragonbeast's orders.
“Yeah! He was so happy oh wait!” The centaur tussled in her saddle bags pulling out a bag of brownies, still warm “ I made them on the way here their enough for everyone”she smiled as she go5 up to order a hot chocolate, 3 drops of villana extract, 2 of peppermint.
 
“Yeah! He was so happy oh wait!” The centaur tussled in her saddle bags pulling out a bag of brownies, still warm “ I made them on the way here their enough for everyone”she smiled as she go5 up to order a hot chocolate, 3 drops of villana extract, 2 of peppermint.
( dear god it’s me with a horse body)
 
( HahahaHAHAHAhaha. Guys, sorry, but thats not how Starbucks works. See, you give them your order, then they put you on the waitin list an you go sit down until your name is called. When your name is called, you go to the other end of the bar, and receive cup.)
(Your 'name' is whatever you want it to be. As long as you respond when its called. Like how Gage used 'lord darkness'.)

Gage held a finger up, and backed out of his chair. "Thanks," he said, digging a $20 bill out of his pocket. Along with three gum wrappers. "Oops."He said, bending down to pick them up and toss them in the trash. Then he reached for his change. "Thank-" she stopped him.

"You're like, the first one I've seen pick up after themself," she said, "thank you."

He blinked, glanced down and blushed."Your welcome." He whispered, stuffing the money in his pocket and grabbing the two cups labeled lord darkness.
(I dunno how Starbucks works. :D)

Calynn rewound time and stepped up to the barista again, she made her shy-awkward smile, but didn't look her in the eye, "One iced green tea, please." she gave the barista her name and then sat down at the table. Proud that she had followed the Starbucks rules.
 

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