“I love that book.”
I recognized her, she always got coffee around the same time as me. We chatted for the first time.
A week later and we had sipped our coffees together each morning.
“Wait, so what is your name? I haven’t even asked.”
I felt funny telling her, even though I already secretly liked her.
Six weeks later and I unexpectedly came to my senses in her bed. We then agreed to stick to coffee and the weekends.
“It’s because we’re working people, we have trouble focusing.”
Ten weeks later and I had found a new coffee shop.
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