eve
the date was a success.
she ordered a caramel latte and everett ordered a hot chocolate, which was adorable because he "didn't like the taste of espresso."
they even sat at the high top table by the window, watching all the people walk by while they drank. they talked about football and books and places until his half-drunk hot chocolate grew cold.
she was sure that he was going to kiss her, but his phone rang when he had walked her to her car, and he gave her shoulder a squeeze before walking away to answer.
maybe next time.
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the brain project [1]
Short Story❝ am i supposed to believe that you're not still a dick? ❞ ❝ yes. ❞ ❝ no. ❞ ❝ maybe. ❞