The Starbucks barista gave me an extra green tea latte. She handed it over with a flirty smile and a wink. On the plastic glass that held the drink was written in bold black letters "just for you. 60577693."
I sighed. I don't even like green tea latte. While I was examining the phone number that seemed familiar, I heard the bell tinkle. I looked up to the door that caused the sound and saw a girl. She ordered something and sat down at a nearby table. She looked sad. I had the urge to cheer her up. I took out a permanent marker from my backpack and changed the phone number that the barista wrote. Now it looked like this "just for you. 60577692." I stood up gathered my stuff and walked up to her table and placed the green tea latte in front of her. She looked up at me and smiled, but her eyes stayed as sad as before. I left Starbucks and took my phone out turned the volume to the maximum and waited. One day. Two days. Three. Four. And someone called me.
Unknown number. I answered. The first thing I heard was "I don't even like green tea latte."
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