Barista x Olivia

"Two cups of mocha, and a Caramel Frappe, Elliot!"

"Coming right up!" You hastily replied back.

'Just another LA day' you thought to yourself. Nothing but vapid drones trickling in for their daily pick me up...

"Come on, on the double Elliot, quit day dreaming." Life sure seemed monotonous more often than not. Surely there's better in store for you. You should probably meet more people, get out more often you thought to yourself.

"What the fuck, it's been 10 minutes what's going on back there."

'Ah shit here it comes' you thought. Your manager Sarah, beaming through the kitchen door.

"Elliot, what's the matter with you lately!?" She spat.

"Um I-" you mumbled.

"Save it! These ladies have been waiting well over 15 minutes at this point"

You peer through the divider in the wall, locking eyes with none other than Olivia Rodrigo and her friend Iris.

'Well shit...' you thought to yourself. You'll never live this one down.

"See, there you go again" interrupted Sarah. "You're utterly incompetent, did you even hear a word I said!?"

"Umm uh- what." You meekly replied.

"Get out!!" Sarah retorted. "You're fucking fired"

Your cheeks instantly flourish red, realizing the girls saw everything that transpired. You hand in your name tag and apron. The embarrassment still washing over you, you muster up the last of your dignity and quickly make a bee line to the exit.

'Ah well that's the way the world works.' You silently thought as you hustled to the parking lot.

You try sifting through your jeans trying to find your car keys.

"Damn, must've left it in my apron, now I gotta go back" you scurried back to the cafe. Sarah now ringing up the girls' order.

"What do you want now?" Sarah questioned.

"I just need my keys." You interjected.

"There's nothing in the apron Elliot. Quit trying to make a scene." Your patience now depleted you holler. "Fuck you Sarah, How the fuck am I supposed to get home now, huh?!"

"That's it I'm calling security." Sarah responded.

"Fuck you I'm not leaving without my keys!" You screeched trying to get the last word in.