Miss N's pussy got real wet. Her cat hissed at the ice dripping on her. Miss N pickrd the sour puss and pet it. "Who are you?" Miss N inquired. "Im D@nte"He said "Pronounced, Dante"
Miss N giggled and started to flirt with him. After a good 10 minutes Miss N reminded D@nte about the coffee. They went inside and D@nte ordered a Carmel Macchiato. "Oh..." Lucoa sighed "The customer wants a cold coffee" Miss N asked why Lucoa did such a thing. "Well, we are more of a traditional cafe, not a Starbucks. Besides Im not very good at making those." They came out with the order and it was alright, but D@nte was furious with 1 thing. They put a cherry on top. "WHO PUTS A CHERRY ON A MACCHIATO!?!!" Miss N laughed and realized something. The sun was shining. The morning was fresh. And the world was no longer melancholy. She was happy. "Hey, why where you freezing?" D@nte replied with "I got stuck in a snowstorm up north and wandered till i was here." Miss N couldn't see it, but D@nte was spitting out lies. Lies that tasted like the Russian traitor he was.