Give Me A Break( with extra espresso)

Give Me A Break( with extra espresso)

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this is based on the song Give me a break by Micheal Clifford ft. Waterparks A quietly poetic story of fleeting glances found connection, and the way a single presence can change the rhythm of everything. In a quiet café tucked on a rain-streaked street corner, the world hums to the rhythm of coffee cups, steam, and unsaid things. Every morning at exactly 7:04, TK walks in-silent, always dressed in black, headphones around his neck like punctuation. He sketches wings in his notebook, drinks his black coffee, and says little. Aimer, the barista who knows his order by heart, watches him from behind the espresso machine. They don't talk much. But they mean things. Between cryptic conversations, rainy reflections, and Vaundy's scribbled lyrics on forearms and calendars, something begins to stir. Something tender, something unsung. When TK disappears, everything feels louder in his absence-the ticking clock, the empty chair, the cup left untouched. But when he returns, stripped of his usual silence, it's clear: this café isn't just where they met. It's where the song started.
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Silence and Honey I talked enough for both of us. He listened like he might never let go. Runerth Castellion was the boy with the sharpest eyes and the quietest heart. He didn't talk much-didn't smile much either. But he always showed up. For me. I had known him since we were twelve. Since I decided I was going to be his friend, whether he wanted one or not. I was the chatterbox play school teacher who sings songs about dinosaurs and glue sticks. He was the grumpy heir to a mafia empire no one talks about out loud and a CEO of a heritage company. We were never meant to fit but we did and we did not at the same time. All that until the fate tested us. Tested me. In a world where healing feels impossible, our bond became a refuge, a promise that no matter how dark the night, dawn was waiting. This is a story about the strength found in vulnerability, the power of a patient heart, and the beautiful, messy journey toward a love that saves. Credit to the original owner of picture used in cover. I do not own it. 7 in comfortcharacter on 20th August, 2025.

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