You had woken up early to head to the office early and were in desperate need of caffeine. Walking into the warm coffee house the smell of heaven hit you and the heat warmed your hands instantly. Getting in line you waved to your favorite barista and waited patiently. Stepping up to order you got your regular large deep roast coffee with almond milk and light sugar. You paid and waited to the side, scrolling through your instagram. Watching everyones story you paused on Demi Lovatos as you grabbed your coffee, hearing someone order a matcha latte, "Good choice." You voiced out loud on accident to hear a giggle and a 'thank you'. Taking a sip of your coffee you immediately gagged. "Holy shit ew. Rach!" She came running over and asked what was wrong? "It's burnt love." You said sweetly and she took your cup tasting it herself, gagging as well. She vowed it was an accident and started a new one. Demis story still on your phone screen. "Nice story." You looked up and saw Demi standing beside you matcha in hand. You blushed and locked you phone looking down at the counter, "I'm Demi, but you obviously know that blushy." She giggled and looked up to look into her eyes, they were gorgeous, they were pools of honey and gold, "Here you go blushy." Rachel joked and handed you a new coffee, you were gonna take a sip before Demi snatched your cup from you pulling a pen out of her bag. She wrote something down, then placed it back in your hand. She winked at you before walking out into the cold morning. You finally looked away from her walking and down at your cup, "call me xoxo" accompanied with her number. Now you were happy your coffee was burnt.
