Starbucks
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You were waiting in line at Starbucks.It was rather cold out in New York, so you had on your 1989 sweatshirt.
You felt someone tap your shoulder, and you turned around.
"Hey, I just wanted to tell you that I really like your sweatshirt." A beaming Taylor said.
"Oh my god... you're... you're..." you said, unable to complete your sentence.
"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Taylor Swift." She smiled.
"Could I get a picture?" You asked, pulling your phone out of your pocket.
"Of course!" Taylor said.
"What's your name, babe?"
"Y/N."
"That's such a cute name!" Taylor said.
"I'll take it for us."
You handed Taylor the phone and she slid her finger to the left to open up the camera.
"Say cheese!" She said, smiling.
"Cheese!" You said.
She handed you back the phone and you look at the photos she had taken.
"Thank you so much!"
"Oh, no problem! What are you getting?"
"I'm getting a vanilla latte." You replied.
"I'd be happy to pay for it." She said, taking out her wallet.
"No, no. I couldn't ask you to do that for me, Taylor."
"No, really. You are such a sweet girl and you support me a lot. It would be no trouble at all for me to pay for your drink." She spoke sincerely.
"Thank you so much." You said giving Taylor a hug.
"Of course!"
When it was your turn in line, Taylor ordered her drink and yours.
You both talked about cats while you waited.
"Taylor?" A barista called out.
You both walked to the counter and got your drinks.
"Thank you for paying for my drink." You beamed.
"It was really no problem at all!" Taylor spoke.
"I hope you have a good rest of your day!" Taylor said, hugging you.
"You too, Taylor! I'll see you on Tumblr or something." You laughed.
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I've got a blank cup baby, and I'll write your name😏☕️
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