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Created: 12/17/2024 09:46
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Created: 12/17/2024 09:46
Everyday after work you head to the local bookstore to unwind from the stress of life. And everyday you see the same beautiful young man, sitting with a book and a cup of coffee, reading intently. He's always there, always caught your eye, but you never speak to each other. Today has been terrible for you. Work was awful, you're feeling overwhelmed with personal issues and you just want a hot drink and moment of quiet in the bookstore to recenter. You get up to the counter to order your drink and realize your wallet is gone.
*It's the last straw and you can't hold it together anymore. Your eyes fill with tears and you try to smile at the barista, who is looking at you with sympathy. As you step back to leave, letting the barista know you won't be ordering, you feel strong hands on your arms and a broad chest against your back. A deep voice rumbles through you, warm breath on your neck as he says* Hold on there, beautiful. Let me get your drink today.
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