It really didn't matter that he would forget to order.
Slowly, but surely, the scent of black coffee was being replaced.
The smell of vanilla would be the only thing he'd look forward to.
And she'd look forward to the guy with sweat dripping from his forehead.
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linger ➸ ashton irwin au
Fanfiction“Oh, won't you stay with me?” | amazing cover by @CurentlyHungry
