Hello Heart of Stone, Goodbye Agony

~Andy's POV~
When I walked into Starbucks i saw Carly again, looking red, flustered, and pissed off. I walked up to the counter and ordered a vanilla bean frappe.
"Do you know if a young stylist came in recently, like within a few minutes?" I asked the guy. He looked familiar but I don't know where from. Carly then looked up at him and made a face. That's where I saw him before... he was at the drawing with Carly and the other girl.
"Hey... did you hear me?" he asked snapping me out of my thoughts.
"What? Oh no could you please repeat it?" I asked. He stared at me with a really?!? look. He made a face at Carly that made her laugh. He pointed to Carly.
"She's the only stylist who ever comes in here." Great just great. My stylist thought I was an asshole. Just fucking great. I walked over to Carly.
"Hey um the guy at the register said you were a stylist. Is you're email perhaps carlya@gmail.com?" I asked. When I said the email a pissed off look crossed her face. Yep she's my god damn stylist. She reached into a bag sitting by the leg of her chair and pulled out a manila folder labeled ANDREW DENNIS in bold letters. From inside the folder she pulled out three different outfits. damn they were perfect.
"These are the three outfits I designed. You have the option to buy all the clothing articles from the clothing line U.B.U for which I work. Inside the folder is a list of each clothing article you see and what outfit they are used for along with the bill." she stated pushing the folder over to me. I pulled out the bill expecting it to be at least $125. Instead it ended up being only $75. She was being way overpaid.
"I chose the pricing for each session/ meeting. It is usually only $50 but since I had no idea what you looked like I charged you a little bit more. A tip is recommended but not required." I threw out the money and tip, grabbed the folder and headed home. I had to show the guys this fucking work.
~Carly's POV~
"That asshole just up and left!" I bitched to Mike. He asked how much he left. I counted it up. No I had to have counted wrong. I recounted and got $175. He overpaid by 100 dollars.
"He left $175. he must've miscounted I'm going to try and give him his money back." I said while forking over the $75 for the session to Mike. I walked over to Drae where some poor unfortunate girl was flirting with him.
"Hey, can I borrow him for a second?" i asked the chick. She walked away her head hanging low. She probably thought he was my boyfriend. I turned to Drae.
"Sugarpie, i gotta go home and find this asshole because he way overpaid." I said using my nickname for him. "When can I see the present you got me?" I asked.
"Later," he chuckled kissing my cheek and wishing me good luck.

Notes

Hey guys hope you liked it. I know it's definitely different from other stories. Comment what you think could make it better.
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