Alex's Pov:

I spent as much time as I could in the shop, except this time I put that $17.82 to use. I bought a small black coffee and another blueberry muffin. I sat in the corner of the shop, watching people walk in and out.

Prices came up to $7 and no one cared. That is what I could only wish to spend.

A small black coffee only cost $3.69 here I thought tapping my overly long nails on the paper cup.

The yellow girl looks up at me as she wipped off the coffee machine, going to talk to the red girl.

All of a sudden someone slammed the door open causing the bell to ring loudly. Mom's inside of the store looked towards the cause, staring the stranger down as their kids only wanted to each their donut.

I shivered as a wave of cold from the door hit me. The guy looked....familiar.

The yellow girl was unfazed by the man's entrance, he went to the counter, ignoring the moms stares.

"What can I get you John?" The yellow girl said sighing.

"Well hello to you too Peggy," he let put an angelic giggle.

My eyes widened.

John.

Holy shit.
Holy shit.
Holy shit.
Holy shit.

Holy shiiiittttt

Suddenly my coffee cup was the most interesting thing in the world for me. Out of my perephial vision I saw him look my way as he took out his wallet.

Inside was 2 crisp 20 dollar bills.

I almost gasped covering one side of my face with my hand. I slightly looked to the side.

He had a milkshake.

A vanilla one.

I wonder if that's how he likes his sex-

Wait what no. What the fuck?

Peggy handed him the milkshake in a large glass, the kind you see in the movies, he smiled at her walking away from the counters.

I had nothing with me to look busy. I had no book, no phone, nothing. I could only stare out the freezing glass window I sat next to.

I looked back and saw that he sat across from me looking at me expectantly.

"Hi," he waved.

"Umm, hello," I awkwardly waved back tucking a strand of my untamed hair behind my ear.

"I've never seen you here before," he looked around the establishment taking a sip.

"Do you keep track of the people?"

"I mean what else is there to do when you come here everyday...well besides read,"

"Well what're you reading," I said taking a tiny sip of the bitter liquid in front of me.

"A Raisin in the Sun" he smiled.

My head shot up, "isn't that a play?"

"Sure is," he smiled.

I turned to the counter and saw Peggy and the red one were cleaning the counter, whispering to each other every once in a while.

"Where are you up to?" I asked suddenly more interested than before.

"I'm rereading it for the 3rd time, where Ruth, Walter, and Mama are all chatting with the neighborhood welcome committee and Beneatha is kind like: mother fuckers with your dumbass selves I-" he trailed off sheepishly looking at me.

"Am I allowed to curse?"

"This is New York, I don't give a fuck," I said.

"Fair," he nodded.

"But I mean," he continued, "did they even understand what he was saying? Nope. It's cause they didnt think they needed an education unlike Beneatha who went out to achieve those things. So while this fancy ass looking man is using some big words they be thinking 'yeah, that's good' when he is being so racist and so blunt about it,"

I blushed lightly, it was amazing to see how passionate someone could be over the little things. I sighed gently as the conversation continued.

We sat there for a while, well a while is an understatement. We spent until closing time talking about A Raisin in the Sun.

It was genuinely a good book that could easily educate ignorant people. It's about racism, mostly entertainment but it is extremely present; different cultures and beliefs, I mean.

Walter is such a fucking douche by the way.

Asagai ain't that bad.

John's Pov:

"Well," Peggy said attempting to take up the couch space, its length not making her plan work out well.

"What good did you do today?"Maria asked.

"You go first," I pointed at them.

Peggy sat up.

"I helped an old women with groceries cross the street"

Maria raised her hand, "I helped a mom clean up her child after her son spilled his whole ass milkshake on the ground,"

"Well today, I sat with someone who was alone,"

"I saw," Peggy snickered wearing a shit eating grin.

"Hey hey, watch it Margarita, I'm doing good,"

"Oh you're doing good alright," Maria sassed me.