John looked all around the Christmas decorated cafe. He saw fairy lights strung on the branches of Christmas trees and red cups decorated with thin patterns. He stood in a line leading to the main counter and nervously looked at the menu. "Carmel Frappe? Grande? What is this some kind of walk in fan account." John mumbled to himself.
Maybe this was a mistake. What was he even thinking? He walked into a basic coffee shop, leaving his dogs in the cold with absolutely no parental supervision. He should probably just leave. It'd be for the best, right?
John turned towards the door, "Next!" Someone screamed. He spun around on his heels, locking eyes with a beautiful woman behind the counter. Her name tag that was pinned to her green apron read, "Erin."
John was intrigued. "Um, hi, can I have a pumpkin spiced latte?" Erin stared at John waiting for him to say something else, "And can I also have your phone number and in exchange I'll give you a good time." John stuttered nervously.
Erin rolled her eyes, "What size?" John looked down at his jeans then back at Erin. "I think it's not small but it's pretty average."
"THE DRINK!!!" The woman screamed. Johns face turned red with embarrassment but he then proceeded to ask for his latte in the size Grande. He moved over to the second counter and patiently waited for his beverage. He was nervous but extremely excited. Was he going to become basic?
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Jacksfilms x A Pumpkin Spiced Latte
Ficción histórica- ShronicIsIconic This book serves the purpose of showing that you and everybody, are able to show love and show strong emotion in so many strange and very different ways. This is a story about how John Doughnut met HIS one true love.
