"S-sorry" was all Hana could manage to stutter out, quietly placing the headphones onto the counter and then backing out of the room, slamming the door.
Mark just sat on his bed in a mixture of shock and horror, his best friend had just walked in on him jerking off to porn.
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Hana blinked as she exited Mark's dorm, her delicate features twisted into a look of pure horror. There was no amount of holy water that could cleanse her eyes from what she just witnessed; her best friend fucking orgasming. Yep, she'd definitely need to opt for bleach instead of holy water.
She regretted the day she took the key from Mark for access to his dorm, that mental image was going to scar her for life. Who even does that at 4pm?!
Despite the definite trauma that she had just experienced, Hana was walking to the local coffee shop.
She had planned on dropping off the headphones and then dragging Mark out for coffee with her but apparently life had other plans, obviously... Still, there was no way Hana would miss out on a Pumpkin Spiced latté, you could pry the heavenly liquid from her cold, dead hands. Call her a basic white girl all you'd like to, Pumpkin Spiced lattés are the greatest kind of coffee(in her opinion).
The freezing air bit at Hana's soft cheeks as she walked, turning them a deep shade of pinky-red in contrast to her lightly freckled skin and icy blonde hair. She sniffled a little as she walked and pulled the fluffy, cream coloured jacket closer to her small frame; Hana cursed Mark endlessly in her mind as in her hurry to evacuate the room she had completely forgotten to pick up a scarf and coat on the way out. Luckily, it didn't matter too much as she soon approached the all too familiar coffee shop: mandu café.
The little bell on the door dinged as she pushed it open and she was instantly hit with a mixture of coffee and strawberry scent; it was a strange combination indeed but very, very pleasant to her. The coffee shop was small as it was just a local business and the walls were adorned with many shades of pink and a big chalkboard in the middle of one wall that was full of little messages and reviews from customers that had visited before. Two small white wooden tables rested beneath it, adorned with comfy-looking cushions and fake pastel pink roses. It was super pretty and cosy, Hana could honestly spend the rest of her life in this little room.
Hana smiled and greeted the unfamiliar worker as she approached the counter, he was a small and rather feminine looking boy with wavy orange hair that framed an adorable tanned face. He was pretty... too pretty for a guy.
"Hello, may I take your order?" The boy whose name tag read Daniel Green asked, smiling and showing off two cute little dimples, his glossy brown eyes turning into crescent shapes.
Hana just nodded in response and told him her probably overly thought out order, which Daniel typed carefully into the console, muttering a quiet "woah" at how the girl had managed to not miss out a single thing.
"Okay, that'll be 3.50" Daniel stated and Hana quickly pulled the exact right amount from her pocket, yet again surprising the small barista, this wasn't her first time ordering the pumpkin-spicey goodness after all. She handed thr money and waited for Daniel to count it and print her receipt before shuffling over to the waiting area, leaning against the baby pink wall and pulling out her phone.
She noticed a few missed messages from Mark but decided to ignore them for now, nowhere near prepared to talk about what happened with him just yet. Hana's cheeks flushed bright red as she recalled the mental image, Mark's face was twisted in a way that she had never seen before; a way that a best friend should never ever see; pleasure in its purest, most absolute form. Hana groaned internally and shook the picture from her head as her phone began to vibrate obnoxiously.
Joi: I can see you 👀
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This is a 0.5 chapter but I have so much I want to put into it that I'm splitting it into two 💖
Thank you for reading~!
