Cliche 101
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In an instant the place that was just calm turned into a frenzy. People gawked at the person that just walked into the cafe. I turned my head to be captivated by a men with these alluring grey eyes. He looked to be about 6'1 or taller with a nice build his abs were visible through his shirt. Its like he had the power to just make everyone just gawk at him, and had a face that not only lured you in but he oozed confidence and authority. I pulled my gaze from him and tried focusing my attention on my smoothie instead of the man with grey eyes. Ignoring the way my heart went into overtime as if i just ran a marathon, while my stomach held a party. I lowered my burning cheeks covering them with my hair. Not moments after I heard the chair across from me being pulled and heard "May I sit here", Said a voice that I would love to hear all day. I looked up only to be met by the man with grey eyes I just stared at him. I blushed noticing him smirk. "Yeah you can sit", I stammered. "Hello I'm......"Said...... It was like i was in a trance, I just stared.
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