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There is an AU on Tumblr that has all of the Assassins working at a Starbucks and I couldn't resist. This is the great Maliks-Butt's idea. Here's a link to their blog: [link]

Anyway, I didn't see any rules about OCs so I went for it.

And now the drabble

Connor leaned on the counter, staring intently at a certain corner of the Starbucks. There she was again. She came in almost every morning, Ezio rang her up, and then she would sit in that corner and read the whole time she was there.

Her hair was down today, falling in waved around her shoulders and partway down her back. She bit her lip as she read her book.

Today was different. She didn’t order right away. She just went to her corner and started reading.

“Whatcha looking at amico?” a teasing voice suddenly said in his ear.

Connor jumped, frowning at Ezio over his shoulder. “Nothing.”

“Liar. Just go up and talk to her,” Ezio said, smirking as he rested his elbows on the counter.

Connor shook his head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Ezio shrugged. “Whatever. She orders a Caramel Macchiato every day. She said it was her favorite.” He walked away, chuckling.

Connor made a face at his back, looking at the girl again. She looked familiar. Connor knew he saw her on campus a few times.

She pulled her light brown hair over one shoulder before turning the page in her book.

Connor took a deep breath and started to make a Caramel Macchiato. He drizzled the caramel on, wondering why he was doing this. He usually didn’t really pay attention to girls or anything like that. He was always more focused on school and his job. He popped the lid on the cup, peeking at the girl.

She was still immersed in her book.

He glanced at the finished coffee and then back at her, heart hammering in his chest. He picked it up, walking out from behind the counter.

He stopped beside the table, mentally hitting himself. This was a stupid idea.

She looked up at him in mild surprise, grinning a little. “Hello,” she said, cocking her head a little.

Her voice was a mellow alto, and it calmed him down a little for some reason.

Connor cleared his throat, holding out the coffee. “I-I was told this was your favorite.”

Her dark green eyes widened in surprise at the cup. “What?”

Connor rubbed the back of his neck, setting the coffee on the table. “I was told by my friend that you liked Caramel Macchiatos,” he mumbled.

This was a dumb idea. He shouldn’t have done it.

She looked up at him again. “Thank you, but I didn’t pay for it.”

“It’s on the house!” he quickly said, clasping his hands behind his back. This was why he didn’t talk to girls often.

She glanced at the coffee and then back at him. “Wow, thank you,” she paused, looking at his nametag, “Connor?”

Connor nodded, clearing his throat roughly. “A-and what’s your name?”

She grinned, taking a sip of the macchiato. “Ellie.”

Her eyes widened. “Dang, this is the best macchiato I ever had,” she said, winking up at him.

Connor could feel the heat creeping up his neck. “I’mgladyoulikeitbye!”

He retreated back behind the counter, scurrying to the back room, where Ezio was holding his sides in laughter.

“You actually did it!”

Connor punched his shoulder, peeking at Ellie around the doorframe. She was smiling and holding the coffee. Her gaze returned to her book, smile growing wider.

Connor sighed in relief.

He was the reason for that smile; it was a start.

Description
There is an AU on Tumblr that has all of the Assassins working at a Starbucks and I couldn't resist. This is the great Maliks-Butt's idea. Here's a link to their blog: [link]

Anyway, I didn't see any rules about OCs so I went for it.

And now the drabble

Connor leaned on the counter, staring intently at a certain corner of the Starbucks. There she was again. She came in almost every morning, Ezio rang her up, and then she would sit in that corner and read the whole time she was there.

Her hair was down today, falling in waved around her shoulders and partway down her back. She bit her lip as she read her book.

Today was different. She didn’t order right away. She just went to her corner and started reading.

“Whatcha looking at amico?” a teasing voice suddenly said in his ear.

Connor jumped, frowning at Ezio over his shoulder. “Nothing.”

“Liar. Just go up and talk to her,” Ezio said, smirking as he rested his elbows on the counter.

Connor shook his head. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Ezio shrugged. “Whatever. She orders a Caramel Macchiato every day. She said it was her favorite.” He walked away, chuckling.

Connor made a face at his back, looking at the girl again. She looked familiar. Connor knew he saw her on campus a few times.

She pulled her light brown hair over one shoulder before turning the page in her book.

Connor took a deep breath and started to make a Caramel Macchiato. He drizzled the caramel on, wondering why he was doing this. He usually didn’t really pay attention to girls or anything like that. He was always more focused on school and his job. He popped the lid on the cup, peeking at the girl.

She was still immersed in her book.

He glanced at the finished coffee and then back at her, heart hammering in his chest. He picked it up, walking out from behind the counter.

He stopped beside the table, mentally hitting himself. This was a stupid idea.

She looked up at him in mild surprise, grinning a little. “Hello,” she said, cocking her head a little.

Her voice was a mellow alto, and it calmed him down a little for some reason.

Connor cleared his throat, holding out the coffee. “I-I was told this was your favorite.”

Her dark green eyes widened in surprise at the cup. “What?”

Connor rubbed the back of his neck, setting the coffee on the table. “I was told by my friend that you liked Caramel Macchiatos,” he mumbled.

This was a dumb idea. He shouldn’t have done it.

She looked up at him again. “Thank you, but I didn’t pay for it.”

“It’s on the house!” he quickly said, clasping his hands behind his back. This was why he didn’t talk to girls often.

She glanced at the coffee and then back at him. “Wow, thank you,” she paused, looking at his nametag, “Connor?”

Connor nodded, clearing his throat roughly. “A-and what’s your name?”

She grinned, taking a sip of the macchiato. “Ellie.”

Her eyes widened. “Dang, this is the best macchiato I ever had,” she said, winking up at him.

Connor could feel the heat creeping up his neck. “I’mgladyoulikeitbye!”

He retreated back behind the counter, scurrying to the back room, where Ezio was holding his sides in laughter.

“You actually did it!”

Connor punched his shoulder, peeking at Ellie around the doorframe. She was smiling and holding the coffee. Her gaze returned to her book, smile growing wider.

Connor sighed in relief.

He was the reason for that smile; it was a start.