Summary: A study session at your local Dunkin' Donuts is about as boring as you can expect. That is until a certain somebody stops by for their usual order.
You sit at a table in the corner of your local Dunkin' Donuts. You have all your college books around you along with your laptop. Your almost empty (Y/F DD beverage) sits on a napkin next to your laptop.
You have on your playlist for studying to try and keep yourself calm but it's not working like it normally does. It's the crunch period right before final exams and you are feeling the pressure.
You glance down at the table at what seems to be hundreds of handwritten notes from lectures, PowerPoint slides, and assignment rubrics. You open up the calendar on your computer and it only increases your anxiety. Each day for the next week or two has a deadline attached to it.
You've been doing something everyday to try and keep up but it seems that no matter what you do, you simply feel like you aren't making any progress.
You lean back against the chair as you bring your hands to your face, your fingers rubbing your eyes that haven't seen a good night's sleep for the past few days. Even though you have your ear buds in, and the music turned up to a decent volume, you can hear a commotion happening in front of you.
You are too tired though to even pay attention. You bring yourself back forward and put your attention on your notes as you start your review. You put all your mental energy on the material even though you are curious as to what commotion is about.
You raise your eyes slightly without moving your head up since you don't want to make it obvious that you are staring or trying to figure out what is going on. You were expecting to see a group of people, but instead all you see is one man at the counter.
You don't see what the big fuss is about. He seems to be in his early to mid 40s. He's a tall man with a massive frame that gives him an intimidating aura. He's dressed nicely in a black button up and black-ish gray jeans.
The girl at the counter is fumbling with the cash he handed over for his purchase but the man doesn't seem to notice or he's choosing to not acknowledge it. You can see that she's red and her voice has went up in pitch compared to when she spoke to you when you got your order.
As you gaze at the man's side profile, you feel as though you recognize him from somewhere. If he only would turn for just a quick second. As though he hears your very thoughts he does and you almost let out a squeak when his eyes land on you.
It's none other than Ben Affleck!
Your grip on your pen tightens as you feel your chest fill with butterflies. You've had a major crush on Ben for a while now. During one of your breaks from college, you went through his films and watched a big chunk of them. You even have a YouTube playlist filled with your favorite Ben interviews that you go to when you feel down and need a pick me up.
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