BONUS ROUND 4 - FOOD

[scallioncreamcheesebagel]

In this round, we want to see prompts inspired by food!

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PROMPT: TEAM [TEAM NAME]

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FILL: TEAM [TEAM NAME]

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PROMPT: TEAM RWBY

[alphajaye071]

Obligatory Coffee Shop AU

FILL: Team RWBY

[hopelessgemini]

fandom: RWBY

ship: winter/cinder

yet another Quick Fill

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The girl at the counter remembers her order.

Six hours into the worst day of her life and too tired to really take much note of this, Winter doesn’t really think much of it until later. Until she remembers the girl at the counter is gorgeous and looked up at her over the till and said, “Espresso again, yeah?”

She rolls over in bed and buries her head in her hands. Now that she thinks about it, the girl has been — flirting with her, for sure. Maybe this is the kind of situation that calls for Weiss’s intervention.

Most situations require Weiss’s intervention these days. Winter has discovered that living, really living in a way she wasn’t before, is almost entirely unfamiliar to her. Weiss has long since learned how. She should call her and ask. She should try and figure it out. She should —

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On account of it being the worst day of her life, she falls asleep about two hours into debating whether to bother Weiss or not. When she wakes up, it’s morning again and she just kind of has to continue like nothing happened. That’s the worst part.

That’s why, when she stumbles into the cafe on her break and the girl at the counter says, “Damn, what happened?” she basically crumbles.

The girl — her name tag reads Cinder — gives her a double shot out of pity. Winter doesn’t even have it in her to explain properly, but she’s sure the exhaustion in her eyes probably goes a long way.

She stays in the cafe until her break is over and then some. Cinder’s concerned gaze follows her all the way across the street and round the corner back to her office, and she would be lying if she said it wasn’t nice that someone cared at her enough to notice her distress, but she’s just so tired that it doesn’t really register until later.