like a fucking dream i'm living it

“I’ve actually been here since early January, but I keep to myself, so. Not to mention shit keeps me pretty busy. Are you from around here?”

“ nahh, my hometown is los angeles but it’s not the best there plus i needed to get away from my parents.”

“5 months, i love it here so far! what about you? i dont think i ever saw you around ?”

“I’ve actually been here since early January, but I keep to myself, so. Not to mention shit keeps me pretty busy. Are you from around here?”

I understand. Well that makes a lot of sense. Rather than learning to actually write for a newspaper, you’re the coffee bitch. Which sucks pretty badly. I wasn’t shooting you down I was trying to tell you to shoot for a better dream. It’s fucking motivation. But how can you not notice me?? You wear yoga pants on a regular basis, you can’t blame me for looking. My name is Bentley.

The school doesn’t know what I do here, though, al they care about is that I’ve done the fucking internship. It’ll work out, just trust me on this one. Well I took it as shooting me down and you can’t come back from that, I’m already offended. I do blame you, though, because they’re your eyes and you control them. You said that. Nice to meet you, I guess. Since you’re named after a car, are you a trust fund baby run away from home?

“What’s the good in doing it if I can’t brag about it, though? There’s a lot of cons to this plan and I need to work through them before I do it. Have you done it?”

“Could you imagine being drugged like that every morning? You’re the lucky one, even if you’re the odd one out. I think you need to invest in some ear plugs, though.”

“well , i stay in apartment 8c. there’s a start.” he extended out his hand to her. “i’m elijah.”

Her eyebrows rose at his hand, but shook it anyway. “Daisy. From 4a. Have you lived here long?”

“That sounds almost creepy. I’ve never worked anywhere where everyone’s just...happy being there. Are you sure the air isn’t laced with anything?”

That seems like a shitty dream. Is that one of your back up dreams that you just decided to do because the first dream didn’t work out? That’s even kind of a shitty back up dream. Can you not see long distances?? I don’t. I usually refer to you as the neighbor girl with the nice ass.

It’s a joke. I’m an intern for the newspaper, that just happens to involve me running for coffee every fucking day even though there’s a coffeemaker in the office. Even if that was my dream fuck you for shooting me down. I can, I just don’t usually pay attention. You know, I like to mind my own business. Oh, so you’re just as gross as I thought you’d be? Daisy. My name’s Daisy.

“Not wrong. I’d be more worried if you didn’t want to, honestly. It’s not a real job without them.”

Is your plan to be a barista? One day will you be able to actually get behind the counter?? I’m Bentley. I live next door, don’t act like you never noticed.

Yes. That’s exactly it. My dream is to eventually make it to the place where they build the coffee machines. I really haven’t noticed; never seen you before in my life. Since you know where I live, I’m assuming you know my name, too? 

I meant waiting in line all day being somebody else’s coffee bitch. Sounds like a promising career.

And you kind of sound like a judgmental little fucker. An internship isn’t a career, it’s what’s going to get me one-- Why am I explaining this to you? Who are you?

“well it’s no fun being alone, why don’t we hang out or something ?”

“Oh, but I love being alone. That’s all I look forward to after dealing with pompous assholes at the newspaper, then pompous assholes at the diner. That, and I don’t usually let strangers into my apartment. Sorry.”

That sounds like hell to me and I just spent the last year in Iraq.

It couldn’t have been too bad if you’re scared of getting hot coffee thrown at you as opposed to weapons.

someone is having a cranky day already.

I wouldn’t call it a cranky day. Maybe a cranky morning/early afternoon. I’ll be perfectly content when my ass is back in my apartment, alone.

“I don’t think I’m ready to stoop that low just yet, Oli. I like to think I have at least a little bit of dignity left in not doing that. But fuck, it’s tempting.”