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Coffee Stain

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He stood on the other side of the counter, looking straight into my eyes. My trembling body did not know how to react but I played strongly, not to let him sense my excitement.
»How do you want your chai latte?«
»Sweet and hot. Just like you..."«
Brief silence. He didn't like my compliment.

» Miss, I see you often here. Do we know each other?« He smiled.
Such a beautiful smile. Unresistable lips. He approached me and my heart tried to escape my chest.

»No, but we were made for each other.«- I whispered to myself and I knew that he heard it because his cute smile turned into a playful smirk. Player. He was a Leo or a Scorpion or maybe a Libra. 
»I'm so sorry again for the coffee stain.«
»I said it's not a big deal. Moreover, I like it. It looks like a heart.«
»Here you go. Your sweet and hot chai latte. Have a nice day. Bye.«
»Bye.«
He disappeared into the staff room and took a sip of my free hot drink, thinking and blushing over the whole situation. I tried my best to impress him but I didn't know what I did wrong. Well being an Aries wasn't easy.
 I laughed at myself and took another sip but almost spat it when he suddenly came back, running.
 »My name is Oskar. What's your name?«All Rights Reserved

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