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october 4th

d o m i n i c

it'd almost been an entire month of going back to the stupid coffee shop everyday. with a long, drawn out sigh, he pushed open the door and tiredly dragged his gaze up to the counter.

"dominic?"

"lola?"

and he realized, with his heart beating wildly and a grin forming, that it was the first time she'd said his name, and he loved it.

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