black coffee || c. t. h.

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Parts 7
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Reads 114
Votes 34
Parts 7
Time 23m

5secondsofsummer 5sos ashtonirwin calumhood calumhoodau lukehemmings michaelclifford

"What can I get you?"

"A black coffee, please."

In which a boy that thought nothing could surprise him anymore falls in love with an unnamed girl that works at the town's ice cream shop.All Rights Reserved

5secondsofsummer 5sos ashtonirwin calumhood calumhoodau lukehemmings michaelclifford

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