she was utterly gorgeous.
no one was as beautiful as her.
not even beyoncé.
sorry, but it's true.
she ordered a blueberry muffin and an iced carmel coffee to go.
she whipped out her phone.
speaking of phone,
"oh, hey, sammy."
"the fuck, bro? you left me hanging for like 5 minutes."
"sorry, it's just..this girl walked in and, oh my god, i need to know her name."
right when i turned my head around,
the bell rung again.
outside the window,
you see her long ombre
placed into a ponytail
flip into the wind.
i need to know her fucking name.
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Fanfiction"i just cannot get her outta my fucking mind." lowercase intended. ©. westcoust