The Coffee Shop

There was something different about this coffee shop. I had been coming here for eight years and I just couldn't find myself ever losing interest in it. I just kept coming back.

Whether it was to enjoy their delicious drinks and treats or just to relax and think. Or maybe it was just to enjoy and admire the flamboyant woman behind the counter.

Mature Language involved.

This is my first time writing a story like this. It is a work of fiction and is not a true depiction, any similarities (names and places) to things in real life are purely coincidental.