Then There Was You (A markiplier x reader)
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  • Reads 107,267
  • Votes 3,850
  • Parts 19
  • Time 1h 3m
Complete, First published Nov 19, 2014
Mature
it was sunset as you walked through the streets of California, the summer breeze blew lightly as it messed with your short/long h/c hair. you walk past a coffee shop and smell the scents of pumpkin and chocolate. "hmm.." you sighed in delight as you walked through the doors. you walked up to the desk and ordered a (coffee name here c/n/h) that'll be 2.33" the woman said, you reached into your purse and handed her the money. "have a nice day.." she said with a smile. "you too.." you answered shyly as you started to leave, but someone ran into you causing you to drop your coffee.. "oh my god, I'm so sorry miss.." the mans voice said, you looked up and were welcomed by his chocolate brown eyes
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