how you meet {g}

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you sigh at the long line in starbucks. you hate working here, the costumers are always so stuck up and rude.

you finish up everyone's orders until another person walks in. staring in hatred at the cash register, you wait for the customer to walk up.

once he does you throw on that fake smile you're required for work. "Hi i'm y/n, welcome to starbucks." you say in your commercially happy voice.

"Hi i would like a *your drink of choice*" he says with a smile that makes your dead heart melt.

"that's actually my favorite drink here too." you say with a little laugh as you click it into the register.

"yeah i think it's sooo underrated. it's so good but no one gets it." he says and you nod in agreement. "you're so right." you say and pause. "the totals $4.50." you say with a smile as he hands you $5.

you give him the 50 cents back with a smile. "oh i need your name." you say, you finally realize that this smile isn't commercial anymore it's sincere.

"Grayson." he says smiling. and you nod writing it down on the cup.

an evil smirk comes across your face and you write down your number too.

later on you get a text from an unknown number and it turns out that it was Grayson

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