Andie Mount
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« Thread Started on Aug 11, 2007, 4:43pm » | ![[Quote]](http://s1.images.proboards.com/buttons/quote.gif) |
So Starbucks wasn’t exactly a favorite of this particular male. Well, not that he completely detested the building altogether. But this particular male did not enjoy the bittersweet taste of coffee. And every other substance sold in the place seemed to have an overly bearing amount of flavor. Sometimes things just needed to knock your socks off at first and then blend in. But no. Everything in Starbucks had continual bursts of flavor with every sip. And quite frankly the boy found it disgusting. You couldn’t simply ease into a mood with that kind of ‘excitement’ if you will, hitting you with every damned sip. So why, might you ask, was this ‘particular boy’ here this morning. Well to put it simply:
“I’d like one of them big cookies back there.” A small white finger gently pressed itself against the glass that held the boy back from the goodies. OF course, he wanted the sweets. Who could pass up a chance to have a GIANT chocolate chip cookie? Certainly not this boy. Accompanying his finger two wide hazel eyes forced their way from his face. The look it displayed was one of sheer excitement and wonder. How in hell do they get them so big? Eh, did it really matter he was getting his cookie, right? Right.
And with that the small frail oriental women behind the counter rolled her big, seemingly black, eyes and slipped on her gloves. The boy couldn’t help but watch her every movement. Making sure everything was done right. As if he were the expert in the care and production of these GIANT chocolate chip cookies. Swiftly yet steadily the women eased it out and placed it in an equally giant bag.
‘Will dat be all?’ Her equally small voice made its way through his mind and finally he responded. Well he did need a drink did he not? And water couldn’t possibly be too tampered with could it? No. And with the decision came the awaited response:
“That.” Oh so specific, I know. Again pointing the same small white finger, this time at the collection of Aquafina bottles, he nodded. Water. That should be good right?
‘Yo’ total is five dollah an’ eighty-tree cent.’ You’d think by now the woman would be use to Andies almost daily collection of GIANT chocolate chip cookies. And yet everyday she treated him as if he were another dumb customer. Welll sure he wasn’t as polite as possible but he was probably their best customer. He deserved respect right? Eh, no matter. The small boy made his way to the back of the poor establishment placing his big cookie down and shoulder bag, holding his precious camera, next to him.
“Yum.” Now to begin.
ooc; Sorry its so unbearably sucky m'dear
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