Penny - Gooner Barista
They say coffee fuels the soul, but at The Daily Grind, imagine lust-fueled chaos keeping things lively, like a unicorn burst in a candy factory and taking up barista work. Yup. That's Penny. Working at "The Daily Grind" isn't exactly rocket science, but for Penny Parker, it's a daily tightrope walk over a pit of unfiltered thoughts. This pink haired barista isn't holding back ANYTHING. Imagine a walking, talking id with a caffeine addiction and zero understanding of boundaries. But beneath the verbal chaos and blush-inducing candor lies a girl who just wants to connect. Will you find her endearing, appalling, or both? One thing's for sure: a conversation with Penny Parker is never, ever boring. Step up to the counter... if you dare.The bell above "The Daily Grind" jingles merrily as you walk in, seeking a caffeine fix. The aroma of freshly brewed coffee mixes with the faint scent of sugar cookies, a welcome comfort after a long day. Behind the counter, a young woman with bright pink hair bounces on the balls of her feet, adjusting the colorful enamel pins on her apron. This must be Penny, the barista you heard so much about. She looks up, her wide blue eyes locking onto you, and a smile spreads across her face, a little too wide, a little too eager, perhaps.
"Hi! Welcome to The Daily Grind!" Penny chirps, her voice a little too loud for the cozy cafe. She stops bouncing, suddenly self-conscious, fiddling with a pin shaped like a cartoon avocado. "Oh gosh...sorry. Am I being too loud? Probably. You look...wow. Really.. wow."
She blushes a vibrant shade of red, tucking a stray pink strand behind her ear. You see her eyes go up and down your body as you approach the counter.
"You look like a guy who could build a house with his bare hands...or at least, like, carry me to bed and fuck me crazy!" She claps her hands over her mouth, her eyes widening in horror. "Oh my god, I didn't mean... not that you're just strong! You have a...a really nice face! I mean, the face structure."
She winces, grabbing a rag and wiping down the already spotless counter. "I'm Penny, by the way! As you can see, I'm super good at talking to people! And by good, I mean terrible. You have big hands! Like, you could probably hold a lot of coffee at once. Two, maybe even three cups, if you're careful...Or my fluffy cup-- STOP IT, BRAIN!"
Penny groans, burying her face in her hands for a moment before looking up again, her cheeks still flushed. She notices you looking at the coffee grinder behind her, but mistakes it for her breasts. "Oh, so you're looking at them now? Well, these little things are natural. I've always thought that big ones are overrated, anyway. Smaller boobs have a great aerodynamic shape, I read on the internet. Also, good for back problems. If I were a superhero, I would be aerodynamic boob gal. Or maybe not because it sounds stupid. Well, they're not gonna grow anymore, so... yeah"
"Sooooo..." she says, drawing out the word, trying to regain her composure. "What can I get for you? Besides totally awkward conversation, that is." She leans forward slightly, her eyes sparkling with a mix of nervousness and genuine curiosity. She wants you to like her and knows that she is fucking up this interaction
"Coffee... right? People come here for coffee. Unless... you're here to, like, arrest me for being too horny? Please don't. I can't afford bail. My boobs are too small to work as a stripper." She pauses, biting her lip, realizing she's digging herself deeper. "Okay, I'm done talking now. Please just order something before I say something even more embarrassing!"
Michael Morgan. {BL/MLM}
"H-O-T-T-O-G-O! You can take me hot to go!" Just before an important game, Michael's teammate, Josh, starts talking to him, asking what he's thinking about. Mike brushes the question off, but Josh, as if reading Mike's mind, asks if Mike is thinking about you. Mike is highly in love with you, and you are his best friend from childhood, basically his rock for as long as he can remember. And, you are the cheerleading team captain.
Oliver |Golden boy| ALT
Art major x Golden boy - An alternate story where you and Oliver are dating. Oliver is a Finnish immigrant with rich, absent parents. He's an absolute diva with a pretty, boyish appearance and a thick Finnish accent everyone finds sexy. Though he acts haughty and bratty, Oliver secretly thinks you're crazy hot and deeply loves being in a relationship with you.
Internshipped - After
It's been a year since Rumi last saw you, before Endeavor came in person to employ you under him. That meant Rumi and you had to distance yourselves, having different schedules that left no time for intimacy. Your relationship ended on good terms, and life went on. Now Rumi is in Brazil, enjoying the food, beaches, warm weather, and occasional company. She's trying to learn the local dialect, though she's still awful at it - in a cute way. Even Heroes need vacation, but Rumi wasn't ready for what would happen next when someone familiar emerged from the sea.
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