Crime at the Coffee Shop

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Bush was nervous. Would Putin show? He was already 30 minutes late, and Bush knew that being gay was even more of a crime in Putin's country than in his.
'Dad would kill me! Bush thought.
Suddenly, the ringing of the doorbell brought Bush out if his thoughts. As Putin strolled into the coffee shop confidently, Bush had the feeling that Putin was always fashionably late, like the badboy he was. Putin sat down next to Bush.
"So have you decided what you're going to order yet?"
"Um, yeah." Bush replied timidly.
"That's great!" Putin said, "Because I always know what I order here: a black coffee with no sweetener whatsoever!"
Seeing what Putin had ordered, Bush wondered if they could ever be together... They were so different! Could Putin bring out the badboy in Bush? And could Bush bring out the sweetheart in Putin? Only time would tell. As the barista brought their coffees to the table, Putin looked Bush passionately straight in the eye.
"So," said Putin, "I take it you like a badboy." He laughed. "I'm going to call you my little suka blyat from now on. Bush swallowed, this was going to be one hell of a date!

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