Rainy Season
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Ongoing5m
Last published Tue, Sep 9, 2025
"It always rains here. I don't know how you can tolerate it..." Marvis murmured, turning her head to look at the girl sitting beside her. Joseline giggled. "How can anyone hate the rain?"
Corey snorted. "You're a big flirt for someone you met in a coffee shop." He said, rolling his eyes and folding his arms across his chest. Brayden grinned, leaning in closer. "What can I say? You're cute, funny, and know how to make coffee the exact way I like it."
Joseline and Corey are like siblings, sticking together like glue. Now working in a family-owned coffee shop for about a year, what they don't know is that they'll meet two customers who might as well change their perspective on love. Sure, there are ups and downs to the whole situation, but maybe things aren't so bad as people had told them it was.
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