pairing: Allison/Isaac, Allison/Isaac/Scott rating: Mature word count: 5k warnings/content: a lot of adorableness author's summary: Isaac is an employee at Wired On Elm, Beacon Hills' most popular coffee shop, Allison has just broken up with her first boyfriend, and Scott remains impossible to hate. (Title stolen from Clementine von Radics' poem: I know / you and I / are not about poems or / other sentimental bullshit / but I have to tell you / even the way / you drink your coffee / knocks me the fuck out.) ~o0o~ "Hi," she smiles. There are bags under her eyes and she still manages to look cute. "Can I get an iced coffee with a double shot of espresso?" She looks a little embarrassed. Isaac winces. "Exams?" She thins her mouth and grimaces slightly: "Worse. Training with my dad." Isaac doesn't ask any more questions, just makes her drink quickly. She takes a seat at the window, turned away from Isaac, and out of the corner of her back Isaac thinks he spies a crossbow. But that would just be silly. Who carries around a crossbow?
