"[color=f7941d]- almond milk. Pretty please?[/color]"

Crystal's vision re-focused on the costumer that was sitting in front of her, making her realize that she had been spacing out for God knows how long. "[color=6ecff6]I'm sorry. What-[/color]" 

"[color=ed1c24]Usual.[/color]"

Before she could finish talking, another one of their frequent costumers came in the cafe; drawing attention to his clothes, hair, and -- [i][color=6ecff6]hold on, is that a snake?[/color][/i] A shiver ran down her spine when she made eye-contact with the animal for a split second, before it fell back into the man's jacket. It's not that Crystal disliked snakes, she just wasn't so into animals without fur, you could say. 

Gangster-man, a nickname she came up with the first time she met him, dragged his brother to the backroom. She sighed, feeling very defeated. [i][color=6ecff6]Just what is up with this day?[/color][/i] She thought to herself with a scowl plastered on her face. This probably marks the beginning of a good life. She rolled her eyes and shook her head as she walked towards the counter, calling the attention of the other barista, "[color=6ecff6]The usual for those two.[/color]" She told her, not even knowing what the usual was. Unlike Crystal, she seemed to love her job very much. 

Crystal has been working in this cafe for awhile now, but she has never payed attention to names, or usual orders of their frequent costumers. I mean, did she really have to? She wasn't interested, nor was she planning to keep working in the cafe after senior year. It would just take up unnecessary space in her brain. 

Crystal was about to head to the backroom to grab some more coffee beans when she realized that the two guys were still in there. She got goosebumps when the word [i]Incest[/i] came to mind. Damn, she really had to stop putting meaning into things. Crystal shrugged and began to take the order of the next person in line, making sure that she payed attention this time.