Coffeehouse angel
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We met in a coffee shop and just... clicked.
Portland is known for it's cloudy skies, for Powell's books, and Voodoo donuts. Portland is weird, but then again so is Arabella.
There are strange little coffee shops owned by strange little old women. Weird little streets and odd old buildings. In Arabella's opinion there are scary old bridges and trolley cars everywhere.
Portland is the city of trees, you can find them anywhere you look. It's the city of Doc Marten and Birkenstock wearers (far before it was cool), of craft beer, and kombucha.
Arabella's favorite thing about Portland though, is one of those strange little coffee shops, because that's where she met the love of her life, and if you were to ask him, he'd say she saved him.
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!Mature content ahead! 18+
!Also very cute content ahead!
Anyways I'll shut up enjoy! - clara xx
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