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Green was famous. Not for anything special, he didn’t save the world, he wasn’t related to a celebrity, he didn’t have a lot of money. No, he was famous for something entirely different.
The coffee shop didn’t hire new people often, mostly because no one wanted to leave their position. But recently a new customer began to frequent the shop. Green.
He would walk into the shop, his stance emanating raw power; and his tastes, impossible to predict. The shop workers called him the final boss, he made one person quit on the spot.
The “help wanted” sign hung in the window was there for only a week, as a position in this shop was very sought after. The new guy, Red, had no idea what he had gotten himself into.
It soon came time for Green to visit the shop again; Red was working the front. Green’s serious demeanor could be seen simply by the way he walked as he approached the counter. He did not slouch one bit, and walked straight. The air felt heavy and the background noise disappeared behind the aura that this man brought to the shop.
“Welcome! How are you doing today?” Red smiled politely at the taller man. Green smiled back.
“Fine thank you.” He said.
“What can we get for you?” Red continued the conversation he had with every single customer. Little did he know, this would be the most intense battle he has ever had.
Green opened his mouth, taking a breath.
“I’ll have a medium vanilla bean crème frappuccino.” He paused only for a split second. “With heavy cream, in a large cup, half with soy, no ice, no water, honey, extra caramel drizzle, matcha, with room…”
Red could tell this was going to go on for a while, he wrote down the order as it came pouring out of Green’s mouth.
“34 degrees, with foam, add a banana and strawberries, double protein powder...”
It was hard to keep up, yet he kept going. Red could feel himself sweating from the effort.
“Raw sugar, no whip, no sweet cream, add agave, blueberry topping, a third coconut milk, one eighth almond milk.” He sighed.
Was he done? Red asked himself. There was a pause in which everything was silent. The pause felt almost a little too long. Red finally broke the silence.
“Uh,” His voice came out shaky, “Will that be all?” He hoped that was all. He wasn’t sure his heart could take much more.
“Yes that’s all.” Green replied. Red put everything into the machine to calculate the price, which was way more than he would ever pay for any drink. Then he took Green’s money and went to the back of the shop.
He cried.