There I was.
Sitting by myself in Starbucks, drinking my (f/d). I always chilled at Starbucks to clear off my mind, my job, my life.
I was never a fan of anything. I didn't really love music all the time. Some weren't my styles. I sat there looking out the window, gazing at the passing cars or people.
Till one caught my eyes.
Bright yellow.
Ripped jeans.
Grey tank top.
Tattoo on both arms.
Gauges.
He was muscular, you could tell he had abs under his shirt. The girl behind the counter smiled softly at him and he returned the smile.
Oh my god those dimples and tiger-growled teeth.
"Hey Josh! The usual?" The girl said, Josh nodded, "Yeah." He said. He began to pull out ten dollars and she softly grabbed the dollar and pulled out some cents before saying thank you.
He noticed my short stare, but he turned back around to wait for his name to be called.
I stood up and walked out to walk back to my car to grab my dog, Maddie.
I pulled out Maddie, who was my service dog. She would warn me about my anxiety attacks or any panic problems.
I smiled at Maddie before turning around and seeing a golden retriever standing outside of Starbucks. Maddie ran towards the dog and I ran after her. "Maddie! No time to make friends." I said before pulling her back.
I stopped and looked at the dog. He was cute, he had his white tag on his black collar.
"Jim Dun." I smiled at his name, I pet the dog and he panted.
"I love your dog." I heard someone say. I turned around and saw the same guy in the place. Holding his coffee in his hand.
"Yeah, her names Maddie- uh she's a service dog."
"Service dog? He's one, too. Also, he's mine."
"Oh that's adorable."
"He's an Emotional Support Animal." He smiled. "Maddie, helps me through my panic attacks. Sometimes I'd pass out." I giggled.
"Aw, well Maddie looks like a good dog. Jim, he's a little monster at home." We both laugh and he gazed into my eyes before he stammers.
"Uh, if you want. We can hang out, at the dog park with Jim and Maddie, or we can grab a coffee."
"Yeah. I'd love that." He hands me his number on a note and I smiled.
We both walked different ways until I heard someone call out.
"Wait!" He called, I stopped and turned around.
"What's your name?" He asked, I smiled. "Y/N!" I called, he smiled and bit his lip.
"Josh!" He said, I giggled before we smiled as we kept walking seperate ways.
Sorry for that short one, I just wanted to finish it so I won't forget about this cute one.
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