Curtis sat in his booth eyeing the crowd in the mall. More people were filing in as school let out and he recognized quite a few from faces in the hallway. His people-watching was interrupted by a barista coming from the storeroom carrying a small bag of coffee beans. She shot a small smile his way. She was cute enough, but Curtis was fairly certain that Ash had mentioned being interested in her at some point. Curtis and Ash had one unspoken agreement. Once Ash got a girl in his head Curtis, and the rest of the human race for that matter, had best get out of the way. Curtis wasn't in a hurry though, and allowed her to fill the grinder with beans. Shortly after and another customer entered the cafe, someone Curtis recognized from school. Hank...Harold....Henry....Curtis knew his name started with an H. He approached the counter and ordered a cappuccino, and the barista got to work with his coffee. Before Curtis could even stand to put in his order the second barista working today burst into the cafe and quickly made her way into the back room. After a few moments she reappeared in uniform and approached him.

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"[color=6ecff6]Good evening. Are you going to order?[/color]" Her efforts to sound normal was futile, because it sounded like she just finished a ten kilometer race. She took deep breaths as she waited for the man's response. [i][color=6ecff6]Damn. That run was seriously exhausting. [/color][/i][/quote]

Curtis couldn't help but chuckle at the obviously out of breath girl. "[color=DarkOrange]I didn't know being a barista required such physical endurance![/color]" He hoped his joke hadn't actually offended the poor girl, he was in here constantly and she was the regular barista. It was a bad idea to be on the bad side of the person who gives you your fix. Plus he went to the school with the girl. Curtis began racking his brain for names to put with faces. Carolina? No that was the girl who dropped her tray at lunch today. Courtney? Not her either. Crystal! That was it! "[color=DarkOrange]Crystal, I would love a hazelnut latte with almond milk. Pretty please?[/color]" After putting in his coffee order his gaze returned to the boy who ordered before him. Curtis didn't really have friends but was generally friendly to everyone. He shot the boy a smile and a nod before returning his gaze to the window, still scanning the crowd for any signs of his brother.