Writing Prompt Challenge 1 - RoseMary

~~~~~~~~~~ (Barista!Rose x customer!Kanaya) ~~~~~~~~~~

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Rose smiled coyly as her most interesting customer came in right on time. The tall, sinewy form strut passed all the other patrons with practiced grace. Not even deigning to pay attention to those around her as she spoke on her phone. She was completely assured that the crowd would part for her. Rose would freely admit that the woman was rather beautiful. Her short ebony hair and form fitting clothes coupled with her perfectly applied makeup and 'I could pass for royalty' demeanor cut an impressive figure. Rose remembered when Ms. Kanaya Maryam first strolled through her workplace's doors almost a month prior. She'd been struck by her beauty and almost spilled the can of creamer in her haste to get over to take the lovely woman's order.

But the overwhelming attraction Rose felt was snuffed out the second the taller woman's cool, almost condescending, indifference shone through the beautiful mask. She'd barely spared Rose a glance after she'd given her an up and down look. Instead she'd sighed before giving her order. "I'll take a venti caramel macchiato, soy milk please. And it's for Kanaya Maryam." And without a thank you or a please and thank you she'd gone back to speaking with the person on the other end of her smart phone. Rose felt her annoyance with the woman build. She didn't care how important you felt like you were, it was considered very rude to talk on the phone while ordering. Let alone with such a rude tone. Who raised this woman? Didn't they teach her any manners?

But Rose knew making a scene would just result in her getting her pay cut, or worse getting fired. So instead she smiled at the rude woman and totaled her order before taking her card, swiping it, and then handing it along with the receipt back to her. Then she got to work making her drink. But just as she pulled out her purple sharpie to write the woman's name on it she paused...before a wicked smirk appeared on her face. She wiped the look off and replaced it with a kind smile then wrote, 'Kanaya Minivan' before capping her marker and snickering internally.

She'd handed her the drink and watched her as she sipped it and walked away. The next person in line came up and she'd had to focus on them. But she hadn't missed the woman stiffening up as she'd looked at the side of the cup. No doubt seeing that she'd written her name wrong. The dark haired woman whipped around and narrowed her eyes at Rose but the blonde paid her no mind. She didn't even look in her direction, she was too busy with other customers to bother with her then.

And surprisingly Kanaya had returned after that. She came in at least four times a week to get a venti caramel macchiato made with soy milk. Her snooty attitude in full swing every time. So Rose had taken to writing her name in increasingly creative ways just to get on her nerves. Some of the more hilarious versions of her name had been:

-Kanye Maryham
-Kanaba Mareem
-Kanned Miriam
-Kanyanya Mewram
-Kajun Cameraman
-Kantsee Wheriam
-Kaneye Maryhim

Rose had shared the list with her cousin Dave and the blonde boy had been in stitches for almost 20 minutes straight. Though Rose didn't think Ms. Maryam felt the same way. And with the way her lips pursed and her eyes narrowed Rose had to hide a smirk. No she definitely didn't think it was as funny as Rose or Dave did.