Drinks // Joe Keery
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"hey can I get a-" his sentence hurtles to a stop as he takes in the gorgeous appearance of the petite girl in front of him; with her flowing shoulder length brown hair, and an unforgettable face, she looks no older than 22. She stood there with an expectant look on her well structured face, waiting for him to finish his order.
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