Dear Coffee Boy,
When you found out what I did you got mad.
You said I needed to go to college and get a job and not become a deadbeat lady that owned seven cats instead of a home.
I cried as I saw the anger build up in you.
I yelled that it was my choice.
You yelled that I should shut up.
I yelled that I wouldn't.
You yelled that the neighbors could here us yelling.
I yelled that of course they would and I didn't care.
You yelled that I never cared about anything.
Then I yelled that I did.
And you asked me what I cared for.
And I whispered "you".
Then you grabbed me and kissed me long and hard.
Love (me like you do),
Alice
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Dear Coffee Boy
Historia CortaA collection of letters from Alice to a Starbucks barista she falls in love with. #97|| 10/6/16 [DISCLAIMER]: I wrote this story in 2015 when I was fairly new to fictional/romance writing and completely new to Wattpad. This story is full of flaws...