johnny orlando imagines+preferences

meeting 1/2

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a cute story on how you met

You worked at a small coffee shop in Canada. It was located in a lowly populated town, so not many people came in. That day, it was cold and rainy. You sat behind the small counter, reading a book, waiting for the next customer to come in.
When the bell that jingles when the door opens made a noise, you looked up from your book at the entrance door. You saw a rosy cheeked boy, with wet brown hair from the rain, and a lanky figure. You sent him a warm smile as he walked in. He began his way to the counter, as a chorus of angels sang and a light shone behind him like in the movies. And as soon as that beautiful moment started, it needed.
He tripped over absolutely nothing, and disappeared from your view when he hit the floor.
He fell to the ground with a loud thud and a groan. You jumped up from you sitting position behind the desk and ran over to the boy asking him if he was okay while trying not to laugh. When you got over to him, his face was bright red and his knees were completely skinned and bleeding. You cover your mouth with your hand in shock, and told him you'd be right back.
You ran to the back part of the shop and grabbed a first aid kit. You got back to the boy and cleaned his cuts up. You put bandaids on his knee as he winced in pain, and you tried not to giggle at how much of a wimp he was. After that, he thanked you and ordered a coffee. You chatted with him for a little and then before he left he gave you a piece of paper.

Johnny (klutz from the coffee shop)
555-555-5555

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this is too cliche for my own good