hollow.

“are you new here?” he wondered, his fingers tapping against the glass, half his beer was already gone and he was working on the last bit of his fish and chips, living out his british stereotype. he hated it sometimes, but this place had the best fish and chips, and the ale was alright. “it’s a rookie mistake but i think you’ll learn from it,”

jamie had a long morning. he didn’t have the time to get a cup of coffee before work started, though he had tried to carve the time out to get a cup. though things didn’t go as planned. living an hour away from work was something that was quite difficult for the boy, his commute took about an hour and he always ended up being a bit late. walking fast passed a group of people that were huddled he thought he got near the end of it when someone had ran into him, clearly not watching where they were going. “oi, watch it,” he said, seeing the spilt cup of coffee on her shirt and now a bit on his, too. “brilliant,” he said, looking down at his stain and then back up at the girl. 

❝ I honestly hate it when people hand me their crumpled up money whenever they get to-go and pick it up at the register. You couldn’t have spent three seconds being a decent person and handing it to me the right way? ❞ Finn lets out.

“yeah, well, this is london, you can’t expect much, especially during the morning rush hour,”