The middle-aged woman ran a hand through her black hair, tapping her feet rhythmically on the white tiles. She heaved a sigh, eyeing the clock's hands.
She watched her phone that lay on the coffee table, unmoving. Her hands turned sweaty, her heart raced faster than ever as she felt her stomach churn nervously.
Suddenly, the phone vibrated. As quick as a cobra, she read the text message displayed on her screen.
May I ask you on a coffee date? I'm on a break.
She smiled.
She still had butterflies rocketing in her stomach after all these years of marriage.
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If you can guess who the couple is, then I shall dedicate another drabble to you :). I hope you look at the clues of her appearance, it'll help you. Anyways, the drabble's just about how even after so many anniversaries and years they've spent together, she still gets those butterflies even when her husband invites her for a coffee break during work breaks. :). I read this in GMH once, but this was too short to post onto my fanfic, Give Me Hope. I haven't updated that in nearly one month! Review if you likey? :D And thanks, DreamReverie, for reviewing my previous drabble. (Y).
~Joy.