H2OVanoss Coffee Shop AU because there will never be enough of them. Enjoy!
There were two times that the palpable excitement filled the air of the small campus; the day the college students moved in, and the day they left. It was the blissful moments before the stress of classes began, or the relief that the weight of thesi, assignments, and projects had been lifted off of their shoulders.
Evan Fong had just moved into an apartment right off of campus with his two best friends. It was his senior year, the last year before he received his degree and was sent off without a paddle into the real world. And while it was a terrifying thought, Evan couldn’t wait to really start his life.
His roommate, Tyler, was waiting for him outside of the only café on campus. Café Cram, affectionately known as The Cram, was notorious for their late hours and strong coffee. Students flocked to the small shop for an early morning pick up, or a late night caffeine rush before one of many all nighters they would pull that semester. Evan was a frequent customer, his caffeine addiction solely credited as the only thing that had gotten him through the past three years.
Tyler greeted him warmly, pulling him into a hug and patting his back firmly. “Get everything unpacked?”
Evan nodded as he held the door open for his friend. “Mostly. Just have to organize my clothes.” They stood in the already sizable line of students waiting to order. “The rest of my stuff should be here in a few days.”
“I can’t believe we’re graduating this year.” Tyler shook his head solemnly. “We’re gonna have to get big boy jobs.”
“Lucky for the both of you, I have a big boy job.” A bespectacled man rushed past them, delivering coffee to the tables around the room. When he came back their way, he kissed Tyler and headed back behind the counter.
“Barista is not a big boy job, Craig!” He called after him.
The man glared at his two friends and roommates before returning his attention to the cappuccino he was making.
Behind the register was a new man that Evan had never seen on campus before. The college was small, a private university on the outskirts of Los Angeles with less than two thousand students, so everyone either knew each other, or of each other. He was tall and thin, his face hidden by the brim of his uniform hat as he bowed down over the machine.