Ashton Irwin - Fanfic Love Story
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- Partes 3
Zendaya Coleman , A worker at Starbucks, being a clumsy worker she is, she accidentally spills a coffee on a shockingly handsome customer. His eyes were a light shade of green, his jaw line could cut anyone's finger, his facial expressions could make anyone laugh, and he had the height advantage any girl could dream of.
It was impossible to not poke his deep dimples with your finger, his wet shirt could giver her a full view is his 8 pack , her eyes were glued onto him and his glory. After the spill, he takes the shirt off, and she keeps saying she is sob sorry for spilling the drink . Before leaving he slides her a paper on the table it says his name and his number on the paper.
Ashton Irwin, A Carpenter that went to Starbucks when it first opened at 7 AM so he could get himself some coffee before work. An when he went in Starbucks he ordered a coffee and he paid for it after he paid for the coffee Zendaya was his waiter she brought his coffee to him and she spilled his coffee on his shirt on an accident when she brought his coffee for him. Before he left he slides a paper with his name and his number on it before he left.
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