Adeline went home where she started eating her pancake.
While eating, she thought to herself that the boy, behind that counter that she stood by waiting so many times, whose smile could light up an entire city and whose voice, the voice she heard for solely a few seconds, made her wish she could record it and listen to it on repeat, was undeniably pretty.
But a different kind of pretty. Pretty as the daisies behind her windowsill, she took care of so carefully. Pretty as the pond near her house, where the water reflects the light perfectly and without a flaw. Pretty as the sun.
No. She can't think that way! She reminds herself angrily. She barely knows that Guy. He most definitely doesn't know her. She scoffs inside her own head. Adeline only caught his name, which was messily written on his apron next to the pancake pin. Sam. That's what it said. Or at least that's what her brain imagined it said, because it took her quite some time to decipher the letters.
Trying to get those thoughts out of her head, she opened her phone, and there, she saw a notification from Instagram, sammy.yurfavourite started following her. Her heart skipped a beat or two.
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pancake love
Romanceadeline loves pancakes and when she actually notices the guy behind them, she may begin to love someone as much as her treasured pancakes. -warning, based on an inside joke oc x oc
