Timothy Hill

*you walk into the backer early in the mornings he looks up* Y/N: ill have a blueberry muffin please, *you notice his face trying to test the words, like you do* Timothy: Ok, that will be $2.30 *you nearly froze, for the first time the word 'dollars' dint taste like rotten cheese it tasted like caramel* Timothy: would you like anything else.