April 2nd, 9:46am
you came into the coffee house today.
i don't work here anymore. too many memories.
but today i stood in for a friend as a favor.
of course this would be the day you walk in.you're coming in after a run. your curls matted down to your forehead, your shirt wet around your sculpted body.
brings back memories.
feels like nothing has really changed.you walk towards the counter and suddenly you pause, your eyes meeting mine.
i'm the one to speak first this time.
"lemon tea?"you continue to stare at me and then quickly look down, breaking contact once your brain actually processed what i've said.
"uh, no actually, i drink coffee now "
"oh"
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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