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XVII - Coffee

Picture this: your average coffee shop - plants, low lighting, all ran by this one barista but the shop is only open on rainy nights. 

Vaguely inspired by Coffee Talk.

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Jiwon, a rather small barista with a seemingly-endless source of income keeping her coffee shop afloat while opening at the most 'unruly' hours for a coffee. 

Serim, a budding artist struggling with deadlines and insomnia, who's main inspiration is drawn from the people and settings around her.

'Jiwon!'

'Ah?' The short girl jumped. 'Oh, Yiren! How are you? How's the job search going?'

Wang Yiren - one of Jiwon's regular customers, a few years younger than our beloved barista. The girl is amidst looking for a job, and basically nocturnal. Sure, it concerns Jiwon a little, but Yiren is quite content waking up when the sun is ready to sleep.

'I'm doing okay! The job search... Yeah, it's not doing so okay.' She chuckles.

'Aw, I'm sorry to hear that! How about a little pick-me-up?'

'You know me so well, Jiwon.' The younger quips.

'Just the usual?' Jiwon asks.

'That would be perfect.'

Jiwon turns to make the girl's drink, first reaching for everything she knows she's going to need - mint, honey, milk. Setting the ingredients on the counter, Jiwon grabs a coffee cup. She's made this drink countless times, she could probably make it with her eyes closed if she had to. She begins to steam the milk she needs for Yiren's drink, grinding coffee beans and preparing the mint leaves she plans to use as garnish. Once the milk is steamed, Jiwon filters the coffee into the cup, drizzling the honey in with it. She draws a pattern on the drink's foam and begins to garnish the drink when she hears the shop's door open.

She looks up and is greeted by a rather smiley girl - she's tall and has dark hair flowing down to her shoulders. The girl is clad in denim overalls and a long-sleeved shirt, the odd paint splatter evident across her clothing. 

'Here's your drink, Yiren.' Jiwon says, setting the drink in front of the girl sitting at the counter.

'You're a GODSEND! Thank you, Jiwon.' Yiren cries rather enthusiastically, Jiwon's convinced that the girl could be addicted to caffeine, but it's not her place to say anything.

She makes eye contact with the girl who has just entered the shop, she smiles at the barista.

'Jiwon, huh?' she speaks, her voice is soft, soothing almost. 'I'm Serim, what would youu recommend?' 

Jiwon feels something, something so vaguely familiar, a warm, fuzzy feeling.

A crush.

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jiwonda drabbles :') 

would you want me to turn this into a story of its own? let me know :DD