Today, the boy had a friend. Red hair, pail skin, completely the opposite.
'What can I get for you?' The girl asked.
'The same, but two please.' He would respond.
They would take their seats at his usual table, and the girl would willingly take over the order; as always.
The other boy speedily emptied his glass, while the tanned boy left the warm liquid behind.
They left.
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Pumpkin Lattes And Whipped Cream ○ A Calum Hood Short Story
Cerita PendekThe same drink, the same boy, the same short exchange between him and the waitress: 'The usual?' 'Please.'
