“What the hell was that?” Cartman demanded.
I shrug my shoulders as I continue to find coffee grounds and a coffee filter. Opening one of the many cabinets, I automatically see junk food. A sigh escapes from me, and I filter through the contents, hoping that this cabinet might have one of the materials I need. “Coffee, coffee, where would coffee be?” I mumble to myself, hoping that just by mentioning it somehow it will magically show up. “If I help you get coffee, will you tell me what that was about?” I stop pilfering and thought about it. Deciding that I don’t have anything to lose, I agreed and we both set out to find coffee. After looking around for half an hour, neither a filter or grounds was found. Being the coffee lover that I am, I refuse to function without it. I force Cartman to take me to the local coffee house, and thankfully it selled doughnuts as well. I was at awe with the many selections of doughnuts, seeing some that I never seen before and many that were my favorite. “Well, pick something so we can leave.” I could sense that he was irritated and didn’t care. Since he was buying, I thought that I would annoy him even more. I told the cashier what I wanted while Cartman was checking his phone. While the cashier was getting the doughnuts, I got Cartman’s attention and told him the total. “What the hell did you get that was $13.06?” Cartman exclaimed when he saw the total. I grinned while giving him the receipt. He looked it over before giving me a look of why. I chuckled while waiting for my enjoyable coffee and doughnuts while he paid. “I get at least 5 you know.” “Well of course, I cannot eat a dozen all by myself. In one sitting that it.” I grabbed my frozen coffee while he grabbed the doughnuts. He opened the box when we left the coffee house and looked at the choices. “At least half of these are filled aren 't they?” He asks. I hummed in agreement while he chose one in random. I noticed the hole where the filling was injected and automatically knew which one he had. He took a bite before his face twisted in confusion. “This isn’t vanilla filling is it?” “Nope, bulgarian creme. It’s one of my favorites.” I grabbed the matching one and starting eating it while we walked in pleasant silence back home. Walking in the door, there was five left, three of which were mine. I mentally claimed which three before taking the box into the kitchen. Turning around, I bump into Cartman who was right behind me. I look up to his face and he stared straight at me. I hear a foot tapping rapidly and I racked my head for what he was waiting for. A few seconds later, I remember that …show more content…
This… chick was a complex person, with a personality that seems like walking through a labyrinth. This morning’s event with her wanting coffee just because of my eyes was weird enough and how she reacted last night to me finding her bra. I look up when the others sit down at the table. They instantly start talking about their classes and the rumor of a new student. The mention of the new student made Kenny perk up and turn towards me. “You texted me that you know who the new kid is.” Kenny raised his voice a little to get the attention of the table. The others stopped talking and looked my direction with interest, the girls not having the gossip of the new kid before the boys is rare and intriguing. I glance around, before my gaze stops on a lone kid at a corner table by herself. She recently came out as trans and the bullies that bullied her before made her life more difficult than ever. This morning flashes in my head of how my eyes reminder Phenix of coffee and I instantly decided to protect him from the conflict that would break him. I would help Phenix’s identity until he wants to reveal it himself. “His name is Phenix, he moved here with his older brother Hunter and they are staying with us until they get a place of their
I shrug my shoulders as I continue to find coffee grounds and a coffee filter. Opening one of the many cabinets, I automatically see junk food. A sigh escapes from me, and I filter through the contents, hoping that this cabinet might have one of the materials I need. “Coffee, coffee, where would coffee be?” I mumble to myself, hoping that just by mentioning it somehow it will magically show up. “If I help you get coffee, will you tell me what that was about?” I stop pilfering and thought about it. Deciding that I don’t have anything to lose, I agreed and we both set out to find coffee. After looking around for half an hour, neither a filter or grounds was found. Being the coffee lover that I am, I refuse to function without it. I force Cartman to take me to the local coffee house, and thankfully it selled doughnuts as well. I was at awe with the many selections of doughnuts, seeing some that I never seen before and many that were my favorite. “Well, pick something so we can leave.” I could sense that he was irritated and didn’t care. Since he was buying, I thought that I would annoy him even more. I told the cashier what I wanted while Cartman was checking his phone. While the cashier was getting the doughnuts, I got Cartman’s attention and told him the total. “What the hell did you get that was $13.06?” Cartman exclaimed when he saw the total. I grinned while giving him the receipt. He looked it over before giving me a look of why. I chuckled while waiting for my enjoyable coffee and doughnuts while he paid. “I get at least 5 you know.” “Well of course, I cannot eat a dozen all by myself. In one sitting that it.” I grabbed my frozen coffee while he grabbed the doughnuts. He opened the box when we left the coffee house and looked at the choices. “At least half of these are filled aren 't they?” He asks. I hummed in agreement while he chose one in random. I noticed the hole where the filling was injected and automatically knew which one he had. He took a bite before his face twisted in confusion. “This isn’t vanilla filling is it?” “Nope, bulgarian creme. It’s one of my favorites.” I grabbed the matching one and starting eating it while we walked in pleasant silence back home. Walking in the door, there was five left, three of which were mine. I mentally claimed which three before taking the box into the kitchen. Turning around, I bump into Cartman who was right behind me. I look up to his face and he stared straight at me. I hear a foot tapping rapidly and I racked my head for what he was waiting for. A few seconds later, I remember that …show more content…
This… chick was a complex person, with a personality that seems like walking through a labyrinth. This morning’s event with her wanting coffee just because of my eyes was weird enough and how she reacted last night to me finding her bra. I look up when the others sit down at the table. They instantly start talking about their classes and the rumor of a new student. The mention of the new student made Kenny perk up and turn towards me. “You texted me that you know who the new kid is.” Kenny raised his voice a little to get the attention of the table. The others stopped talking and looked my direction with interest, the girls not having the gossip of the new kid before the boys is rare and intriguing. I glance around, before my gaze stops on a lone kid at a corner table by herself. She recently came out as trans and the bullies that bullied her before made her life more difficult than ever. This morning flashes in my head of how my eyes reminder Phenix of coffee and I instantly decided to protect him from the conflict that would break him. I would help Phenix’s identity until he wants to reveal it himself. “His name is Phenix, he moved here with his older brother Hunter and they are staying with us until they get a place of their