What you need to know first: Your name is Iliana. You run into Jonah several times, and you begin to talk, but not before your clumsy ass messes up. You saw him across the street the other day- tall, and fair. You also caught him staring at you, and your artwork.
<< 7:30AM>> **alarm goes off**
"I need coffee", are your first words of the day as you stand up from your cave of sheets. You walk yourself to the kitchen, and realize you have nothing but acrylic paints, brushes, an easle, and an empty canvas. You groan, and begin to search every pocket of yours- ah! A twenty.
You pull your hair up, and stare at yourself in the mirror, and the ornamentations in your eyes- they're fading, and you need someone to replace them. You throw on your khaki green parka, an old pair of jeans, and your hightop red Chuck Taylors. Then, you walk yourself to Starbucks, and order yourself a hot drink. Oh, thank God for warm drinks.
"Oh, shit." you hear a masculine voice say, and realize you just spilt your Skinny Pumpkin Spice latte, no foam, extra whip, two shots of espresso all over the most handsome human being you've ever laid eyes on, and you say the same thing back.
"I am so sorry," you say as your face grows a beet-red, "I am so sorry." and that's the only thing you can say.
"Oh, uh, no, excuse me. I was totally in your way, here, let me get you a napkin, and another drink. Starbucks is pretty pricey nowadays... er, always have been, and since I've been around here, it's never been--" he stops, and turns around to face you slowly, "Hi, I'm Jonah.", and he reaches out to shake your hand, and you take it, taking notice of the orange-ish brown stain you left on his shirt.
"I'm Iliana."
"Iliana -- what a beautiful name, sounds Spanish.", and he wears a smile that makes your heart skip a beat.
"You know your origins... of names, er you know, and I--" He cuts you off as he disolves himself into such a laugh that makes you laugh along with him.
You and him talk for the rest of the day, and when you return home, you find a slip of paper with a small note on it:
"Let me refer you to my favorite dry-cleaning service- call me :) - Jonah"
After that, an intermediate smile lands on your face, and can't stop thinking about Jonah... or at least that's what he says his name is...
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Long List of Starbucks Lovers
FanfictionThis is a story of how Jonah Green and Iliana Milena meet when they bump into each other at a park. It may seem cliche at first, but then, some odd events occur.
