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((*roleplay makes dinosouar screech then shoves face back into pillow.*
Arron shook his head and muttered to himself. "black coffee and..." He pulled out his phone and glanced at a message. "A white hot chocolate..." He stuck the phone back into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, waiting for the price.(LOL!)
"I got you to the front of the line, you should thank me, you ungrateful little granny..." Lennox said with a sneer, then they reached the counter, and he looked to the barista. "My granny, Lele, wants coffee or whatever, but what I want is a latte, and a bear-claw, and one of those huge cinnamon rolls. Thank you." Lennox said, rudely patting Arron on the back of the head.
The barista didn't notice Lennox's tone or actions, still under his trickery, only seeing and hearing what he wanted, which was a sweet old lady, and her doting grandson. She looked to Arron the grandma for his order, bright eyed and smiling.
Arron shook his head and muttered to himself. "black coffee and..." He pulled out his phone and glanced at a message. "A white hot chocolate..." He stuck the phone back into his pocket and pulled out his wallet, waiting for the price.
Arron glared at Arron, rounded the actual cost in his head and stuck the amount in the tip jar. "It's for a friend I'm picking up today." He replied, picking up the drinks, walking towards the door. "She threatened to prank me if I didn't bring some. It sounds harmless until you wake up hanging upside down from a tree by you're ankles for getting drunk at a party." Arron sighed, using his fore arm to open the door and walk out.The barista rang up their order, and it came up as 0:03, "And there's my three cents." Lennox said with a grin as he pulled three pennies from his pocket and slapped them down on the counter. "So Arron, who drinks the white hot chocolate? I must know." He asked in a mocking tone as the barista set latte, black coffee and white hot chocolate on the counter, the sweet smile still on her face as she picked up the cents. Lennox snatched his latte, and waited for Arron's response, taking a sip of the steaming drink.
Arron glared at Lennox, rounded the actual cost in his head and stuck the amount in the tip jar. "It's for a friend I'm picking up today." He replied, picking up the drinks, walking towards the door. "She threatened to prank me if I didn't bring some. It sounds harmless until you wake up hanging upside down from a tree by you're ankles for getting drunk at a party." Arron sighed, using his fore arm to open the door and walk out.
Arron scowled at Lennox. "What makes you think that you're going to see her anytime soon?" He said back, his breath steaming in the wind. What did this guy think, two run ins and they were best buddies? The last thing Arron wanted was to be in the same room as Nevy and this guy. The cold outside was making him even more agitated than usual. The snow was already clinging in corners and rooftops.Lennox grabbed the paper bag with his pastries from the counter, and with latte in hand, he followed Arron out the door into the icy wind. "Ah, a tricky friend who likes white hot chocolate, can't wait to meet her, little buddy." He stated in a friendly tone, he was taller than Arron, but not by much, and it was obvious that he was just insulting him. Lennox looked up at the sky as snowflakes began to whip by, his thin shirt and jeans not stopping the cold in any way, but it didn't matter, he liked the cold.
Arron scowled at Lennox. "What makes you think that you're going to see her anytime soon?" He said back, his breath steaming in the wind. What did this guy think, two run ins and they were best buddies? The last thing Arron wanted was to be in the same room as Nevy and this guy. The cold outside was making him even more agitated than usual. The snow was already clinging in corners and rooftops.
(Arron probably deserves it.)Lennox grinned, "Well, aren't I following you, or did you not notice? And you're picking her up soon, so I'll be meeting her then." He replied in a matter-of-fact way, noisily pulling out the large cineminroll from the paper bag while holding it in same hand as his latte, and took a large bite out of the overly sweet pastry. This was something he did very often: choose someone to follow/mess with, and have some fun making them miserable. Lennox ever did it to those that were kind or just nice, he only did to people that he felt deserved it, people like Arron.
(Arron probably deserves it.)
Arron's eyes widened. "You're WHAT?" He shook his head frantically. "No, no, NO. You will not be meeting her, or so help me, I will call the police!" Arron threatened. Most of Nevy's jokes did cross a line, but they were harmless. Who knows what kind of influence this guy could have on her, especially after the events in the coffee shop. What Lennox had done... it had bothered Arron.
Arron glared at Lennox in the eye, seething with anger, and the wind seemed to blow harder for a second, then went back to it's already high rate. Arron turned on his heel and walked away stiffly, deciding that the drive to the airport would calm him down.Lennox laughed derisively, rolling his eyes, "Call away, little boy, you've seen what I can do, haven't you? The way people just, do whatever I please, and if calling the cops is your only way of scaring me off?" He looked across the street and shook his head, then looked quickly back to Arron, a new glint in his green eyes, and a lower, almost sinister tone to his voice when he next spoke, "You're in trouble, my friend, big trouble, I can't be scared off."