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#800000Peter sat patiently, a new skill he seemed to have acquired, while he waited to be served. Trixie was doing something in the back, Ruby was serving those at the counter, and Aladdin was nowhere to be seen. Maybe the street rat decided to stay home today. He was flipping through his phone, when he heard a
ding and glanced up. There was a flash of light blue and dark hair as Aladdin had entered and made his way to the back. Not too long after, he reappeared. Then the door opened again and Caspian entered. Peter hung his head.
Great, he thought,
Just my luck.
He truely didn't think things would get any more uncomfortable for him when Aladdin made his way to their table. Insults about the brightness of the dude suit or how a rat could wear a suit in the first place sat on his tongue, but he never opened his mouth to speak them. He was trying to be nicer to Aladdin and Caspian. He was trying to adult. This was step one. However, he wasn't sure that he'd be able to stick around for long so he said,
"The arcade is actually opening soon so I'll need to get going. I'll have a cup of.." he paused. He was going to say coffee since he was trying to mature, but he
really didn't like the taste. Juice was too childish so he went with the last thing he could think of,
"whatever Belle drinks." He gestured to the girl at the counter with a smile.
"Whatever it is, it makes her look beautiful. I should give it a shot. Might brighten my complexion don't you think?" Mayday! Mayday! Moving into douche canoe territory! His mind warned.
"Actually I'll have a chocolate milkshake. Have Ruby put a rush on that since I've been waiting a while and really need to go. It's not my fault you show up so late." Once Aladdin turned to walk away and place his order, he smacked himself in the forehead. So much for trying to be nice.
