abby, in need of caffeine

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It was an everyday thing. Me, sitting on a frozen solid bench, wrapped head to toe with warm cashmere,  and gripping on my equally cold camera, rather than a hot coffee.

It was then I noticed this boy. He was dressed in black, and he had dark brown hair, roughly tousled. I couldn't see his eyes until he looked over.

His eyes were fascinating. They were alluring, bright blue, gorgeous and captivating. I could drown in them. 

It wasn't until a while when I had realized.
Our eyes had met.

I quickly look away. My heart was beating fast in my chest.

That was a close one.

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