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Anna nearly dropped the cup of coffee she was making when the woman walked into the shop. She regained her grip and glanced around; making sure no one saw the fumble. After placing a lid on the cup and handing it to the customer it was for, Anna took in the stunning woman's appearance.
She stood out from the other bundled up New Yorkers, wearing only a thin gray jacket over a maroon top with black leggings. The woman dressed as if it were fall, maybe a brisk breeze in the air, not full gusts and snowing, like it was now.
The cold must not bother her or something, Anna observed.
Her platinum blonde hair was so naturally beautiful, even though it was only in a bun atop her head. Everything about her said simple.
Simply beautiful, Anna thought. She mentally scolded herself for falling for yet another one of her customers.
Kristoff was right, she sighed. I really do wear my heart on my sleeve. Kristoff, her best friend of 12 years, loved to comment and tease Anna of her overly-enthusiastic personality, but Anna knew he loved her for it anyway. He also constantly reminded her of her tendency to be naïve at times, and how she falls for anyone who's attractive in the slightest. Anna hastily shook the distracting thoughts away and began to wipe the counter.
First, it was the handsome man with auburn hair and sideburns. He ordered a Chai Tea Latte, a proper drink for what seemed a proper man. And now this woman, though Anna felt way more attracted to her than that sideburn guy.
The woman was staring at her phone, with a slight frown on her face. She rolled her eyes and put her phone away, then started walking towards the front counter. She made eye contact with Anna, and suddenly Anna felt almost unworthy to be staring at such mesmerizing blue eyes.
Wow, they kinda seem to sparkle, don't they? They're so pretty, I don't even know what to call that blue, it's not light blue, or royal blue, but it's not just blue. She has nice long eyelashes too, dang. I wish mine were that long, but maybe they look better on her. Well, of course they do, I mean-
"Excuse me?"
"Huh?" Anna, lost in her rambling thoughts, didn't notice the blonde arrive at the counter. "Oh! Yeah. Order, please?"
"One Caramel Frappuccino, please," the blonde replied with a smile.
A frappuccino in the middle of winter? Okay...
"Mm. One of my favorites. And who will this order be for...?" Anna mentally high-fived herself, she hasn't stuttered yet. Sharpie hovering over the outside of the clear plastic cup, she awaited the girl's answer.
"Me...? Oh, right. It's Elsa."
Holy shit, beautiful name for a beautiful girl. Should've known.
"N-nice name," Anna managed. So much for not stuttering. "Comin' right up, and will that be all?"
The woman nodded, and Anna got to work. A caramel frappuccino wasn't the hardest order in the world, but Anna put her all into making that one special cup for the stunning customer.
She looked up and saw that said customer was back on her phone again, texting furiously. Elsa's eyebrows were slightly scrunched up in frustration, and she absent-mindedly bit her lower lip.
Adorable! Anna giggled to herself and adorned the chilled drink with caramel syrup, making sure not to spill so much as a drop. There was an art to preparing coffee, and even though she was far from mastering it, Anna wasn't too bad.
Her boss, Mr. Oaken, made it look easy, delicately preparing each cup with as much care and kindness as he held in his heart. Despite his great size, never had he knocked over the syrup bottles or made the whip cream overflow. The same could not be said for Anna, however.
In spite of the circumstances, the cup of iced coffee came out looking like a masterpiece. As Anna stepped back to admire her work, she noticed a certain pair of mesmerizing blue eyes looking her way.
Elsa stood there, phone forgotten in her limp hand, with a look of amusement on her face. "You're pretty good at... Preparing fraps."
Anna scoffed, "Nah, not really. It was just yours." Her eyes widened, realizing what she just said. "N-not that I'm favoring you or anything! You're just a regular customer. I mean, a customer, not regular. You're definitely not regular, you're gorgeous. Wait, what?"
Elsa gave a small laugh, putting her hand over her mouth, her eyes shining. "It's okay, really."
"Mmhm... ... Oh! Here's your coffee! I mean, frap. Puccino. Gah.. "
"Thank you. It looks delicious." Sincerity shone in her eyes.
Anna grinned, "No problem."