november 20th, 8:45am
"lilliaan" you sang, walking into the coffee house "wanna go on a date with the hottest work of art you see?"
"what if this latte wanted to be called beautiful instead of hot jake? did you ever think of that? " i feigned hurt
"lillian" he dragged out
"jacob" I mimicked
"go out with me this friday?"
"i'll think about it, jake. lemon tea?"
"yes please"
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Lemon Tea | ✓
Short Storythe story of a boy who liked lemon tea and a girl who made latte lowercase intended status : complete #108 in short story 04/10/16
