flat white (h.s.)

flat white (h.s.)

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[the book cover is pretty cool, i would say.] She wasn't looking for anything-just a caffeine fix and a place to zone out between lectures. The last thing she expected in the crowded university café was him-mysterious, grey beanie, tattoos barely peeking out from under his sleeves. A few steps ahead in line, his voice cut through the noise. Calm. Deep. British. She didn't even look up at first, only frowned at his order. Who drinks that? He did. And somehow, in that moment, her world shifted just a little. Different degrees. Different lives. Same café queue. And he noticed her before she even looked up. "A flat white please."
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