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Cute Barista

Brian groaned as he approached the Starbucks and saw how long the line was. At this rate, he'd be suffering from his caffeine withdrawal headache for at least 20 more minutes. Nonetheless, he took his place at the back, and pulled his phone out of his pocket trying to distract himself. The smell of coffee infiltrated his nostrils, and the hustle and bustle of customers moving in and out of the store filled his ears.

He never liked how the place was always busy, and it didn't help that it was Valentine's Day, but oh how he did like his coffee. Names kept being called, and after some time he neared the front of the line. He already knew he was getting a hazelnut latte, with almond milk and sugar; that was his regular. When finally he reached the front of the line, he looked up from his phone to order. "Welcome to Starbucks, what can I get for you today?" The barista's voice was smooth, comforting, and immediately Brian froze. He was sure he had seen this man here before, so he had probably worked here awhile, but he had never been this close to him to study the softness and curves of his face, his brown doe eyes, and easygoing smile.

"Can I get a… Uhhh," Mentally he was kicking himself as he stumbled through an order he could recite in his sleep. How embarrassing! Where was his charm when he needed it?

"Will that be all for you?" The barista, Brock (his nametag gave way) inquired and Brian nodded as he paid for his coffee. "Can I get a name for the order?"

"Brian." At least that was a question he didn't have to hesitate on.

"I'll have that latte right out for you, Brian." Brock smiled and walked away from the counter as Brian moved to the waiting area. He knew baristas were supposed to be friendly and whatnot, but he swore that this one was flirting with him. Hell, he didn't mind, he just wished he wasn't so flustered so that he could actually flirt back. Finally, after what seemed like forever, his name was finally called.

When he grabbed his latte, he was surprised to see that the foam on top was in the shape of a heart. Maybe that was something the business did for Valentine's Day? But when he saw the scrawled handwriting on the side, he knew better.

Happy Valentine's Day Brian, call me. (: