To that guest who reviewed on our last story "Should I be excited for the new stories? Coming out in 2019? When you finally decide to update?" Haha, cute review but joke's on you! Because our next story is now bitch! Enjoy :)

Free Cupcake

"I'd like a low fat soy macchiato with a little bit of sugar, but not too much sugar, topped with whipped cream, but not too much whipped cream. Three cherries on the side, no more, no less, and shaken, not stirred," the guy adjusted his hipster glasses and looked up from his phone for just long enough to make sure Clary got the order right. She smiled, remembering that the customer is always right, and read the order back to him, word for word. The hipster asshole smiled, and added, "oh, and make it with goat's milk."

Clary's smile faded. "Oh, sorry, we don't have goat's milk."

The guy's smile never faltered. "What the fuck did you just say to me?"

Clary shook her head, trying to understand what she said wrong. "I'm sorry sir, but we don't carry goat's milk here. I can make it with soy milk if that's alright. Or almond milk?"

"Did I fucking say I wanted fucking almond milk, you twat? I said goat's milk. ARE YOU DEAF?"

"No, I heard you, but as I just said, we don't carry goat's milk." Clary smiled politely, trying her best to hide the shaking in her hands.

The man exhaled loudly, like a bull getting ready to charge. "HOW DARE—"

"Is there a problem here?" Sebastian asked, coming up behind Clary. He placed a gentle hand on Clary's shoulder protectively.

The douchebag smirked. "Yes, this insensitive cow won't give me my order. She also insulted my mother. I would like to issue a formal complaint."

Clary immediately tried to defend herself, looking up at Sebastian with big pleading eyes. "I didn't—"

"It's ok," he said, rubbing her back gently. She shivered under his touch. Seb looked back at the douche canoe with a smirk of his own. "I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

"Who the fuck do you think you are? You can't kick me out of here."

"I'm the owner, and that's exactly what I'm doing."

The douche scoffed, clearly offended. He turned and left, mumbling something about his plans to review us on Yelp.

"Thanks," Clary mumbled, not looking up at him.

"See me in my office please, Miss Fray," he whispered in her ear seductively, his hand dipping lower just as he walked towards the closed door at the back of the room. Clary shivered again, following him to his office.

Once she was inside, Sebastian closed the door behind him. He smiled over at her, before coming up behind her and wrapping his arms around her. "I missed you," he whispered in her ear, leaning down to slowly kiss her neck. "I didn't get to see you all day." His voice was rough with desire. His hand slid from her waist downward, sliding under the fabric of her shirt.

Clary grabbed his hand. "Sebastian, stop. You have a girlfriend. And you know it makes me uncomfortable when you touch me like that."

"Don't lie," he whispered, dragging his teeth against her neck. "You know you like it." His hand dipped lower, grabbing Clary in a place she really didn't want him to touch. "Kaelie won't be back for a little while. That's more than enough time for me to finally have my way with you," he growled.

He pressed himself against her, hard, grinding into her and slowly forcing her down towards the desk, until she was completely bent over. His hand slid under the fabric of her stupid uniform skirt, while the other hand gripped one of her pigtails.

Clary could feel her heart beating in her throat. She didn't want this. He knew she didn't want this. "Stop," she whispered, the word barely audible. She took an uneven breath, a s threatening to escape. She knew he couldn't hear her. She knew even if he did he probably wouldn't care.

"Stop," she said, finally loud enough for him to hear. She mustered all the strength she could to push him off of her. "My shift is over, I need to leave," she said, her voice barely a whisper. But she knew this time he heard her.

She turned to leave and felt a hard slap on her ass. "I'll see you tomorrow."

Clary ran out the door, leaving Erchomai Coffee behind her, feeling like she couldn't escape fast enough.

She walked across the street to the coffee shop that resided there. Herondale Coffee Co. was a small bakery type place with a pale blue door and copper window frames. Clary always felt at home here.

She walked into the little shop, smiling when she heard the bells chime. The first thing she saw was Kaelie, who was very obviously flirting with the blond guy, (who Clary had many sex dreams about, not that she would admit it,) trying to clean tables. He was very obviously not interested.

Clary made a point to not catch Kaelie's eye and went to stand in line, waiting to have her order taken. The barista was a tall, pretty girl with long black hair. She wore the yellow t-shirt that seemed to be the uniform of this place. Clary felt suddenly envious. She wished she didn't have to wear her stupid skimpy skirt, pigtails and more than revealing green blouse. But she knew if she didn't come to work in uniform, Sebastian would just give her shift away and send her home.

There were only a few people in line ahead of her, so she reached the front of the line quickly. Just as she was about to take her order, the tall girl was shoved aside sharply and replaced by the tall guy with gold hair and matching eyes. He smiled, charmingly. "Hi Clary. The usual?"

Clary smiled when she saw his familiar face, trying to hide her more than obvious blush. "Hi Jace. And yes, the usual please."

Clary heard Kaelie scoff from behind her, then the bell on the door. Which hopefully meant she left.

Jace smiled at her, as he did everyday when he took her order, and left to make her drink. The tall brunette returned just after, standing at the cash register as though nothing happened. She was familiar to Clary, though she never bothered to learn her name, and the girl seemed to refuse to wear a name tag, though given the other employees, a name tag was obviously part of the uniform.. She only knew Jace because he had introduced himself about three times the first time she came in here a few weeks ago.

Clary went to sit at her usual table by the window and took one of the review cards from the little holder. Clary loved leaving reviews. She thought the people here should know how amazing their little shop is.

Customer service was perfect, as usual, she wrote. So happy I feel so at home here.

Can't wait to come back tomorrow.

Xoxo - Clary

She looked up from her card just as cup hit table, and despite herself, she flinched. She took a deep breath, steadying herself as she looked up at Jace. He set the pink cupcake down next to her cup of hot chocolate with three baby marshmallows.

On the cup was writing in black marker, as usual. The writing said Little Red, which seemed to be what everyone called her around here. She didn't mind.

Clary pulled out her wallet to pay, but Jace just waved his hand. "Don't worry about it. This one's on the house."

Clary smiled, settling into her chair and picking up her cup of hot chocolate, wishing every moment could be like this one.

Hey guys, this our new story, and we're really excited for it. Just to let you all know, this is a baby fic, so it will be just under 10 chapters. This is our first attempt at a kind of serious fic, and also our first time really proof reading our shit. Like we didn't just write it and post it. We actually read through it many times. Aren't we so profesh?

We have a lot of fics planned out for this summer and this upcoming year that we're really excited about. This story is us preparing for another actually serious story with some actual plot (and minimal fuckery, but still humor, duh) so get hyped for that!

K bye

-R&A