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Michael wasn't your average person. He's what you would call your "average hipster". Michael was 20, single, never dated anyone (he thought maybe because he's too awkward), majored in journalism, and  his hobbies and interests included drinking coffee.

That's pretty much it.

Michael liked dying his hair colors. He thought it made himself stand out. In the back of his mind, he knew his hair would all fall out someday, but nevertheless he always still dyed it a new color every month.

Michael smoked. He knew it was bad for your lungs, but Michael was unfortunately addicted and to this point, didn't really care.

Michael loved music. He loved to play the guitar, electric or acoustic. He usually went down to a small local bar and played for all the drunks. They loved his music.

Michael was sure he knew everything about his life, like where it was heading from this point forward, and what his life had become and such.

What Michael didn't know was the afternoon of November 26th, his life would get turned upside down when a new Barista was hired at his local Starbucks.

A/N: Okay don't mess with my feelings I thought this story would be cute.
First Muke fanfiction! Please vote and comment, I would very much appreciate it.

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