A/N: I wanted to try my hand at writing one of these. I will try to update every day.
Disclaimer: While I do not own the characters I do own the plot.
I wait for him every morning. At precisely 7:30 he storms in through the front door of the coffee shop. Each day is the same- he is dressed in a perfectly tailored, expensive looking suit and orders a grande, black coffee. I surreptitiously steal glances from my periphery. I try to stay unaffected by his mouth-watering profile and appear engrossed in the book I am holding.
Today was different- at 7:35 I began to worry. I sat at my designated seat waiting for the star of my naughty dreams to enter. At 8am I decided to admit defeat and leave.
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-Miah
