My first real barista dream:
I was working an insanely busy shift, and I messed up some drinks because this guy left his cup on the counter and it confused me. I yelled at him, he yelled at me. After a few minutes he came over and started flirting with me and would NOT shut up about the health benefits of honey and how the aliens used it to preserve their dead.
Pretty realistic, actually.
Happy birthday, have an awkward social situation!
So I went on one date with this boy (I didn’t think it went very well, he disagreed) and ever since then we’ve kind of been friendly except sometimes he seems to forget that I straight-up was like “I don’t want to date you” and then I have to say “seriously, I don’t want to date you” and it’s very odd.
And last night he came up to me and was like “I hear your birthday’s coming up…I wasn’t expecting to be invited, but I made you this.” And it’s a fucking SONG that he wrote for me and like, bro, making me deal with your feelings is NOT a good birthday present.