Matcha Made in Heaven

Matcha Made in Heaven

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Omar moved to Thistlebrae for peace, quiet, and meticulously brewed coffee. He did not move there to deal with a walking hurricane of red curls, dimples, and matcha-flavoured optimism setting up shop directly across the street. Em (short for Emeraude, yes really) has one goal: to open her dream matcha café in the cozy Scottish town she's just crash-landed in. She's all pastel menus and plant-based elixirs, until she meets the scowling man behind Grounded, a coffee shop that wears a "F*ck Matcha" sign like a personal vendetta. Their first meeting? Not great. Their second? Worse. Their third? A turf war. But as the café rivalry heats up, so does the tension between the grumpy barista and the matcha fairy across the road. And in Thistlebrae, small towns mean big gossip, and no such thing as keeping your feelings to yourself. P.S. This all began with a tiktok comment. I saw a tiktok about a coffee shop that actually had the "F*ck Matcha" sign behind the counter, and a "Respect the Beans" sign at the door. So my romcom addled brain made me write this comment - "Okay so somebody opens a matcha shop across the road. He hates her with a passion, but he also can't help but notice her passion for matcha. And how her curls perfectly frame her face. And the dimples she gets when she smiles. He keeps going over across the street to pick fights with her and establish bean superiority. Or so he tells himself. Enemies to lovers y'all, somebody write it." That comment got 28.2 thousand likes, and at least 50 people commented something along the lines of "You came up with it, you write it". And so here I am, writing it!
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