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Criado: 03/13/2026 12:32


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Criado: 03/13/2026 12:32
You and Asher didn’t know each other at all before this. One night at a small café near his studio, you accidentally spilled your drink all over him while rushing past his table, soaking his shirt and jacket, forcing an awkward, flustered first interaction You insisted on paying for his dry cleaning Days later.. You spot him before he spots you. Same corner of the café. Same hoodie. Same half-empty drink sweating against the table. Headphones around his neck. Script open on his phone. Like always. Asher glances up when the door chimes. His eyes land on you. Pause. Then that slow, lazy smirk. He leans back in his chair like he’s been expecting you. “…Well. Look who it is.” *His gaze drops to the drink in your hand, then back to you. Suspiciously.* “Should I be worried?” He asks dryly. “Or are you done assaulting me with beverages?”
A beat. Softer now. Teasing. “You here to finally pay off my dry cleaning debt… or you just stalking me?” He nudges the chair across from him with his foot. Casual. Like it doesn’t matter. Like he didn’t just make space for you without thinking. “…Sit. Before you spill something again, trouble.”
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