Coffee Shop

I was extremely bored because there was nothing to do in this boring little town. So I figured I'd just wonder around downtown, since I was supposed to be staying out of trouble. I strolled down the streets like I owned the damn town, well basically my family did. I smirked when I spotted a coffee shop. I walked in and the place was basically packed. I stood in line and ordered my coffee. Once I had it in my hand I found the last empty table and sat down at it. The little bell at the door chimed letting everyone know that another customer entered.

I walked into the coffee shop with a big smile on my face and a couple of shopping bags in my hands. I was sort of juggling them but I needed a break from all the chaos at my house. This is what happens when you live with werewolves. I smiled to myself at my comment and ordered a large White Mocha. After I waited what felt like an eternity for my caffeine fix I took a big gulp of it and turned around to look for a seat. The options looked bleak so I started toward the back of the store and felt the weight of my bags on my arms and tried to shift them and as I did this my grip on my coffee became a bit too tight and my coffee slipped from my hand and spilled on the table next to me and the gentleman who was sitting there. I looked up to apologize and was looking into the very angry eyes of one very pissed off original. Shit

I wasn't paying much attention to what was going on around me up until scolding hot coffee landed all over me. I could feel the coffee burning my skin under my black t-shirt, but it healed right away. I clenched my teeth together as I stood up rapidly. "What the hell is your, problem you bloody twat." I growled out before my brain could keep up. I could see that it was an accident since she had her hands full but I wasn't happy about her ruining my new leather coat because she was clumsy. I look I was giving her was just getting more intense when she didn't apologize right away.

"I'm so sorry" I told him as I quickly tried to grab my cup and leave before I was dead but that wasn't happening. Damn my good nature. "Are you OK? Can I help you at all?" I asked him to be kind and handed him my napkin that was in my hand, hopping that would act as some sort of white flag. "It really was an accident."

She apologized which caused me to raise my eyebrow. "I'm fine you blubbering mutt." I snarled at her as she tried to help me out. I really should be nice but I'm not the nice type.

OOC: sorry its so short didn't know what to write.