#i drew this at 3am please ignore any mistakes

[kkoma94]

Original post https://x.com/UMA_Nero/status/1860796191954354315?t=2CMnp6pHdXp1ZttawbSM8A&s=19

[pandorafics]

A College Bartender Au

(( Well then 🙃 I'm still breaking my rules here. Psst @sk-1522. It' here. I want to thank @apologieslogan for dropping the initial idea for the fic so this is for them.

-Pandora

Fandom: Sanders Sides

Cw: I don't think so, not yet

Word count: 2,064

��“ Roman? Are you okay?” Patton finally questioned while he looked at his friend pouring over textbooks. Two empty coffee cups by the drama nerd's side. To the young baker… this was like seeing every world monument at once.  It was amazing. However, it was also frightening that it was possible.

    “No, I am dying. I have all this stuff to do, and barely any time. Mrs. Dominic is going to laugh at this exam grad, it's curtains for sure!”   Roman groaned dropping his head into the books in front of him with a sigh. Ro reached for his third coffee, he only raised his head when the cup was gripped tightly in his hand.

    “You never worried about Mrs. Dominic's class before and you typically pass. Which is impressive enough. She doesn't like anyone.”

    “Patton I have been bewitched by this handsome glasses clad fellow with a mind sharper than my sword.” Roman whined before taking a sip of his coffee, “ She actually likes him, Patton.  She is actually a human with him! I don't get it!  How! How does any one person get into a casual conversation with her? Debate with her. And then carry on as normal!”  He ranted in frustration his hands moving as he talked. However, his movements were more spastic since he was tired.

    The baker sighed his hand reached into his bag and pulled out two cookies setting them down on the napkin. The smaller man ignored the sounds of annoyance coming from others in the coffee shop. “ Logan?  He is just really smart. Mrs. Dominic has a lot of respect. For kids like him. I am sure he is not a snob just talk to him.”

    “No I will prove I am sm- oh there he is.” Roman silenced himself looking down at the multitude of books. As the nerd entered the shop placing his order.   Logan glanced around the boisterous shop before spotting an acquaintance of his, Patton (he hoped), gently patting the back of another student appearing to try and study.  

    Trying was the keyword in Logan's mind. The man was hunched over multiple books. His hair ruffled from shoving a hand through it repeatedly.  There we two empty disposable cups by his side and one griped in tight fingers while he stared at the same spot on the page from only inches away.  That settled it.

   “Greetings Patton, how are you today?”  Logan questioned as he walked over. He had time before his order was completed. Patton smiled at his friend waving.

    “Hi, Logan! I’m doing pretty good, what about you? “

    “Satisfactory, unlike your friend it seems, anything I can assist with?” Logan remarked in a seemingly neutral tone.  

    “I am fine!” Roman protested, in an offended tone. Logan hummed looking at the page he was trying to study, and then looked up to meet the brown eyes that were narrowed in a glare at him.

    “You're failing to study correct?” Logan said his blue eyes narrowed at the stubbornness of the other.

    “Logan, please. Just let him focus. This is important to him.”  Patton interjected looking between his two friends.

    “This is actually very important to me and I have it under control,” Roman added with a huff.

    “Then how about this. I'll ask a question answer it correctly without peaking at the page in front of you and I will let it go. If you answer incorrectly. I show you how to study properly.” Logan said calmly looking at the boys in front of him.  Roman looked at the nerd, who had the balls to talk to him like that.

    “Fine ask away to teach. I have been studying for hours I got this!”

    “ Alright.” Logan pulled a notebook from his bag and opened to a blank page. He wrote ‘Long-term Memory’ at the top.

    Patton sat to the side sipping hot chocolate with a small smirk, to avoid sighing at Roman’s mistake. Like it or not this was one of Roman's worst subjects. To Patton, Roman Just let his stubbornness dictate his actions.  

    Logan drew two branches one veering left and the other veering right. The branch on the right he left a two line gap then drawing a branch going down a line. Before stopping. On the left branch, he left a two line gap drew a branch going down another two-line gape and then two more branches veering right and left.  “This is the graph at the top of the page, fill in the subdivisions of long-term memory and what falls into those categories.”

    “ Logan Croft?” The barista called out, Logan stood up and looked at Roman.

    “One moment.” The nerd said before walking away Roman looked at the paper Logan had just drawn and grumbled. His pride kept him from cheating. However, Ro struggled to remember what he had read.  

    “You have got to be kidding me. I literally have been studying this page for an hour. I should know this.” He grumbled before naming the ones he kinda thought that he knew.  He was disappointed in himself, to say the least. However Roman kept trying. This nerd was not going to strip him of his pride.  

    Not when this nerd also charmed him.  He bowed his head trying to think. It was not working. Nothing was helping.  “ So, have you finished?”

    Roman huffed as the neutral tone spoke to him again. “ I huh- no I'm not.”   

    “Right… at any rate, I have twenty minutes to get to class and will probably not be able to wait until it comes to you. Here are my address and number. If you want the help simply text me when your coming. And please get some rest. It is important if you actually want to retain any of the information you have been haphazardly gorging on. Good day.”  Logan set a piece of paper on the table. A gloved hand holding his coffee as he walked away.

    The drama kid looked at his friend with wide eyes. “What the-”

    “ One more thing?” Logan called over his shoulder looking at the pair.  Roman swallowed nervously.

    “ Yes?”  

    “ Water helps the brain function more than coffee.”  The nerd said before leaving to his class. This time Roman waited until the ding of the bell before allowing himself to give a look of sheer bewilderment.  

    “ Did that really just happen?”

    “ Yes, I am so sorry Ro, he can be a bit-”

    “ I have a study date!  And it is something he has a passion for!” Roman sang out as if the spirits had just been lifted by guardian angels. Several ‘hushs’ were hissed out at the pair. It was early enough that nobody was ready for Roman Prince's version of extra.

    “ No no no. Roman this is bad. How do you intend to focus when you're sitting less than two feet in front of him. You couldn't even manage to keep it together in the same room as him!” Patton snapped hoping his hopeless friend would see reason.

    Another hush from the people behind them had Roman packing his bag. He wanted to sing and scream from the rooftop.  These people wanted to be boring and wake up for the day. Roman understood. As for what Patton said, Roman could only sigh. “ Patton I will take care of this don't worry.  I need to go, rest, bathe, and rejuvenate!” Roman standing as he adjusted his bag and moved to walk out the door.

    “Roman. His number. “ Patton sighed holding out the paper Logan had left behind.

   “ Oh, right, thanks,”  Roman stated rubbing the back of his neck. He walked back and accepted the napkin. The grin on his face so wide Patton thought the skin would tear.  

    Patton put on a smile, “No problem kiddo just try not to upset your roommate again.”  

    “Surly Temple will be fine. He is used to my antics that is if he is even there. The grouch usually leaves for work by now.”  Roman says calmly as Patton gathered up his own belongings. By the time Pat looked back up Ro had disappeared. Whatever happened, Logan better not break his friend's heart.

   Logan shook his head with a sigh as he went to class, that poor, huh, he hadn't even gotten a name.  That was… unlike him, usually, Lo would get to at least know someone before offering to help someone study. Yet, the young man seemed to be the exception. No matter. He will behave better next time. Granted coffee boy didn't think he was an asshole and never spoke to him again.  

   The twenty-year-old sighed softly when his phone buzzed twice, and then twice more, curious.  A flick of his thumb would show one text was His co-worker and friend Virgil, the other was an unknown number from presumably the coffee boy from fifteen minutes ago.  Virgil first, after all, it may be business related.

    ‘morning teach, hey we still practicing at noon? I really need to get away from the singing lunatic. He just burst in the damn door singing Queen and I can not handle it if I have work at four thirty. ‘

    Shame, Virgil was always having issues with the theater kid, and it was annoying  ‘ You have my apartment key, go rest there. Just try not to make a mess. And we will practice when I come home. Free pouring, hopefully, you won't plant me into the ground this time.  Your muddling needs work, desperately, so we will also make a pitcher of Sangria. Pop quiz: What does “with a twist” mean?’

    ‘ I'll take that as a good morning. with a twist is a ref to the garnish a piece of lemon to add flavor to the drink.’

   ‘ What is the form of lemon?’

   ‘ Lo, it is 7:43 in the morn. Lemon wedge I guess :/’

‘  “With a twist” is the addition of citrus peel used to enhance the flavor of a beverage based on the flavor profile. I will see you after class.’  

   ‘ Do you ever slow down? You just ran a 7-3am here it is 7:43 am and you're starting again? Ever hear of burnout?’

   ‘ If your free pour counts were as accurate as your astute observations of the clock. I'd be out of a tutoring job.’

    ‘ Uhh fuck you lo’

    ‘ I am not a fan of aggravated copulation rituals, therefore I am going to have to reject your… less than the kind offer.’  Logan responded a final time before walking into his first class of the day. His phone turned off and put away as the professor started the discussion with an air of expertise that Logan had always idolized. The confidence, and demanding presence.  The teacher didn't force people to pay attention to. His words were thoughtful and questioning prompting discussion from everyone while notes were written on the board.

Logan Croft loved to learn. it was his blood.

   Virgil shook his head at Logan's response, taken literally again. He had no clue if it was intentional or not at this point. However as much as it annoyed him, it was funny that Lo could be so smart, yet so dumb.  The rookie stood grabbing his bag and sauntering out of the door. Honestly, “ We Are the Champions, ” is a solid song even if it isn't his cup of coffee. However, there is a time and place dude.

   Roman undressed his eyes glancing at the scars, it was a liberating feeling.  The binding had never done his singing any good. Nevermind he was not the most cautious, but he could breathe deep now. Hold a note.  His eyes never looked below the scars, he couldn't.

      A half hour later he was in bed,  his fingers laced behind his nearly black hair.  Roman could get some rest, he had sent Logan a text that he would be at his place by 12:45. That would do for now. He could pack study supplies later.    

    Logan hadn't realized he had dozed off in class. He didn't even recall feeling particularly tired. Well at the coffee shop maybe, but the caffeine, sugar, and taurine( from an energy drink at work earlier) should have assisted him.  He was still out cold in his astrology lecture.

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Memories: Chapter 11

Grudgely, I woke up. I didn’t want to, but I knew if I fell asleep again, there'll be no getting to school in time. I stood up and went to the bathroom, and cleaned off my scales and hair. I picked up my water bottle, stuffed it in my bag, picked up the bag, and headed for school. I flew slowly, eating a bread with jam. Not only did I have enough time, but I was also tired. ‘I shouldn’t have slept at 3am.’ I thought. I had been reading a book on my phone last night and went to sleep at about 3am. Hence why I was so tired. When I arrived at school, I slowly flew up to the 3rd floor, heading for the lockers. First class was geography, so I pulled it out of the locker, and shut it, locked it. Another start of a boring week. The day before yesterday had been actually great. Avil and I met out, flew around talking to each other. We mostly talked about our questions about each other, and our own interests. We found out that we had a few things in common. We both liked books, though I liked it more than her, and we both liked electronics. Though I liked them more as well. To simply put it, I was the nerd while she was an ordinary dragon just liking those things. But we had differences as well. As I expected, she had lots of friends while I didn’t. She loved being active while I didn’t. She was above or just around average in most classes while I only excelled in English and math. We laughed while talking, and played aerial tag as well. I had quite a lot of fun. I mean, seriously, aerial tag never gets old. Not only hatchlings enjoy it, but adults enjoy it from time to time as well! Though… most dragons usually moved over to Kedl as they grew up. But you know, that didn’t mean the aerial tag was any less popular. After a few hours, we departed, saying goodbye to each other. And like that, most of the Saturday went by. But now, it was Monday. Not as fun as weekends for sure. I sighed, and went to class, sat down. I was tired. Really, I shouldn’t have slept late… And with that, I lowered my head and slept through the class. ######## The bell rang. It was now P.T. class. The 4th class of the day. I went to the locker, put my society book in, and pulled out my bandages. Then I stopped. Maybe… maybe I'll let myself off today and just stay in class? Yeah. I'll do that. I had another P.T. class tomorrow anyways. I could punch the sandbag all I want tomorrow. I put the bandages back in my locker, and shut it. Some time later, I was in my homeroom, scrolling through a list of cars. I was looking at my dream cars. A Porsche 996. But it all looked damn expensive… but someday, if I work hard, I could get it, right? I closed the window and opened up another one, and typed in another model. A 2003 Hyundai Azera. It was my father's old car, and I had a lot of memories with it. So, I decided that I want that exact car as my first car. Also, it only coat about a thousand dollars, which was a fraction of a price I originally thought of, so it was more affordable. With luck, I would be actually able to get this. Like that, with me scrolling through a list of cars, P.T. class ended and it was soon lunch period. I got fried chicken from the cafeteria, and headed out to the courtyard, to my usual spot. This time, Avil was already there, waiting for me. ‘Hey.’ She greeted me. ‘Hey.’ I replied, and sat down next to her. I wiped my claws with a wet cloth, and started to eat. ‘So… how's school been so far?’ Avil asked. ‘Borwing.’ I replied, my mouth full of chicken. Avil had some bacon, and she started to eat as well. I swollowed my chicken. ‘Eh. It's school, you know? And none of the classes I had in the morning really interested me.’ I said as I bit into another chicken. She looked at me, then resumed to eating. ‘So what about you?’ I asked, trying to keep the conversation going. ‘Had fun in class?’ ‘Umm… wasn’t so bad, but I wouldn’t call it fun.’ She replied. Eating her bacon. ‘Oh.’ I tried to get the conversation going, but nothing came across my kind to talk about. So we ate in awkward silence, and stood up when we were finished. ‘Good to be eating with you, East.’ Avil said. ‘You wouldn’t mind if I eat with you tomorrow as well, would you?’ ‘No! Of course not!’ I said, a little too enthusiastically. She smiled, and flew away. I smiled as well. It had gone better than I expected. I didn’t make any stupid mistakes. I sat back down, and pulled out my phone, loaded up the book I was reading. Then I started to read. This lunch period was the best of today so far, and I was in better spirits now. ######## The bell rang, indicating the end of lunch period and the start of 5th class. For me, 5th class was math. I got my math book, and headed towards class. With hope, it'll not be boring. ######## Umm… no hope. The math class was boring as hell. But on the upper side, I did get to know how to solve one of the questions I didn’t know how. In a semi-high spirit, I headed to English class, and this time, with a bunch of paper held in my claws instead of a notebook. ######## I was sitting in English class, writing ADL Ch10. Of course, I wasn’t paying any kind of attention whatsoever to Ms.Han. She passed by, giving me a look. I ignored it, and continued writing. ######## It was now study time at night. I was studying math once more, unconsciously swishing the water inside the bottle on my desk. After discovering my powers, playing with it has become kind of a habit to me.  It was… you know, fun. I knew this power could be used both for good and bad, and if other dragons knew about it, they would most likely call me a freak. But for now, fun is what I cared for. It wasn’t even like anyone was paying attention to a normal water bottle on the desk anyways. Soon enough, the bell rang, indicating the end of study time. I packed my bag, and flew out of school. I lit a cigarette, and drew a breath from it. So far, it was a real good day.

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