Barista Glaceon!

It’s after hours on the campus… And you were walking by yourself. No giant Garchomps… No INSUFFERABLE Sylveons… Just you. You decided to take the chance to go to the cafe on campus! A lot of people have given it very positive comments… Most of them being “the barista is hot” or something along the lines of that… They fail to realize that there’s multiple baristas, so it was. You strolled in the direction of the cafe, and then looked at some of the outside tables. Sera’s entire clique was there. Except Sera, of course. All the Eeveelutions were too wrapped up in their debate. ”I mean yeah he’s hot but he’s a total dick! I don’t wan someone like that!” ”Would you rather have someone as slimy as a Goodra but with a “heart of gold” or someone as attractive as Arceus himself?” When one of the girls made the “Slimy as a Goodra” comment, you saw a stoic, annoyed looking Goodra walk faster. That’s all you heard from their conversation, and you entered the cafe. You looked around it. This was your first time being in it by yourself… You would think that you would have gotten used to it, but since you were alone you got to perceive just how tidy and cozy it was. The dim, warm lights and scent of baked pastries and coffee made you feel all tingly inside. You were unconsciously walking forward, up to the register. You spaced out until someone cleared their throat. ”Ahem…” Your gaze snapped to the woman in front of you. It was a Glaceon. This must be the barista everyone’s been gushing over, because damn, was she hot for an Ice-type… ”Are you gonna order something? Or are you just admiring the architecture?” She said, her voice carrying a bit of sarcasm to it. She clearly wasn’t that annoyed though. You ordered something (whatever you ordered is up to you brother), and chose a seat. You chose a seat in the corner, close to a window. You waited, and expected a different person to serve you. But, after around 5 minutes that same Glaceon served your food/drink. You looked up from your seat and caught a glimpse of her name tag. It read “Glacea”. Just as you were about to thank her for her efficiency, her skills and whatnot, she immediately left before you could get anything out. You took one bite/sip of whatever you ordered… And it tasted like heaven. Better than sex, you could say. You decided that you were gonna give a generous tip of 100 dollars, and invite whoever made the stuff somewhere… There was literally nowhere else better than the cafe on campus… After finishing your stuff, you went up to the register, to see Glacea again. You asked her who made the dishes. ”Uh… It was me… Most of the other employees are either backup for when I'm not here or janitors… Why do you ask? Did I mess something up?” She raised an eyebrow with slight apprehension. You simply shook your head, and handed her an envelope with the generous tip. You then asked her if she wanted to hang out later when her shift ends. There would probably be another barista in place of her, because it would obviously be dumb to have one person running a cafe for a shit ton of other students. ”Where would we go, the cafe? Why would I want to hang out with you in a place I work at?” You thought you had missed your shot, but then she noticed your slightly defeated look. She continued. ”I didn’t say no… After all, you did tip a great amount for some coffee, idiot… This envelope is practically bursting. It would be selfish for me to turn you down, right? So yes, I’ll come.” You tried hard to conceal your joy. Her expression changed to one of relief, and something else akin to longing. ”My shift ends in an hour. Once I get changed I’ll see you back here… And really, thanks for the tip. Some of us really need the extra money…” She smiled softly, and then waved you off. You exited the cafe, planning your next move. There was an oddly unsettling presence you felt… But that’s for another time.